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
