Hotels Are For Cheaters

A Poem by TTBoy

With no other place to stay

credit card to pay

Where else can the rejected go?

Harsh words exchanged

after becoming furious and deranged

overnight bag in tow

But as parting words cut

one’s mouth is usually shut

when asked or told to leave

Though the mind can grieve

it’s more reasonable to believe

at that time a better opportunity to deceive

Who really does the crying

Will anything be mended after trying

salvation may be a phone call away

Or just around the corner

to caress the lonesome mourner

sometimes that can be the best lay

© 2010 TTBoy