Motel RoomA Poem by Robert Ronnow
Motel room, U.S. map made of license plates
everything I need for a week is here, king- size bed, microwave, fridge, tv, hot plate the carpet's pretty clean, the bathroom baptized and there are two mirrors in which to imagine myself, to analyze and idolize. WiFi, no Elizabethan inn, in a century when we fear nuclear war and are warned against the shock of fast change, the door sports three locks though nothing dangerous could happen in a town like this, named for spring water found by thirsty desert travelers. My home for a week living alone, contained safe from the elements, roar of airplanes. © 2023 Robert Ronnow |
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Added on January 8, 2018 Last Updated on September 29, 2023 Tags: room, map, week, tv, king, bed, wave, hot, clean, mirror, imagine, fear, nuclear, war, warn, fast, shock, change, sport, door, danger, town, name, spring, water, desert, travel, home, alone, life, safe, plane, bath, need, century Author
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