Eight telephones tall, I ran out
Knotted oaks painted the lands with glitter
I forced her nigh in the jagged oral light, while
Rats solve the hotel’s mysteries after dark.
Low, run-down bars pair the Orient’s rings
Encompassing names with jeans and Harley-Davidson leather jackets,
switch blades and cheap whiskey.
Scaring children to sleep.
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