Sunday, January 13, 2008

A POEM - TO SLEEP AT NIGHT

TO SLEEP AT NIGHT
In the Sawadsee Hotel
It was hard to sleep at night.
If there wasn’t a rooster crowing
Right outside your window
There was some goddamn dog
Howling and barking up a storm
And if, by chance,
You found your way into sleep
You’d be woken up an hour later
From the shrieks of some whore
Coming through the paper thin walls
from the next room over
and afterwards you’d hear
big, dumb laughter
and a few Germans would be shouting,
their voices booming into the night.
no, it was near impossible to sleep
in the Sawadsee Hotel,
goddamn near impossible.

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