That hotel was finer than my home
Objectively
Cleaner and
Well-appointed
The water was free
The jellybeans were gourmet
(But not free)
The ceiling fan was attached to a dimmer switch
Mine has three settings
Click click click
With a cheap metal chain
And Brooklyn is a finer place than Boynton Beach
Inarguably
Sexier and
Well-endowed
It was not as cold as I pretended
Sometimes I pretend so that I might complain
But my desk was not there
Or my library
Which is arm’s reach away
On my left
Or my car
Which I can flee in
The hotel had a BMW X5 that would whisk guests
Anywhere at all
(Within a mile)
For free
A BMW X5 is a finer car than a Ford Focus
Objectively
Spacious and
Well-appointed
But I did not have the keys
From my bed
To my bathroom
Five steps to the left
Seven to the right
Reach out your hand for the doorknob
There it is
Every single time
Be it so very fucking humble
There’s no place finer than home
Never leave us again
nothing beats your own fartsack. consider road trips though, lots of stuff to write about, his & her stories from the mundane to sordid, $4.99 Cheeseburg lunches, homefries/eggs/toast/peameal/coffee, roast pork lions, cabbage rolls & potato salad…….
i know a few places you could stay for a day or two. then a straight shot to Spencer’s and the Drive Shed.