HOTEL POOL

I’m broke again It’s taking time to settle You’re writing poems About going back to California Drank too much Nothing I can’t handle Cool with sweat Underneath a neon street sign Walking south Silver hands Dressing up What’s the matter I forgot Jack got sick Cleaning gloves Thumb in my mouth Making love You got me there Easy work Feeling strung out With morning overhead Orange and red Overslept Half an hour Reading in the bathroom The hotel pool Bad enough he came inside you Every night Visions rise Off the road Weren’t you somewhere Getting stoned Blame your hands Blame yourself What’s the matter I can’t tell Take a shower Makeup on See no future No open tongue Time unravels Late on rent See no future No intent You got me there Easy work Feeling left out With morning overhead Orange and red Overslept