Holiday Inn neon.
The odor of overpowering humanity.
Fast lights through the curtain
Illuminating cracks born of violence and love.
Children cry and lovers moan.
Hookers call to lonely men.
I am calling.
Are you lonely?
Facinating imagery...to take a reader to the exact place that your mind created is not easy. Very nice! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful write.loved the imagery.