Outside, the last kids holler
Near the pool: they'll stay the night.
Pick up the towels; fold your collar
Out of sight.
Check: is the second bed
Unrumpled as agreed?
Landlords have to think ahead
In case of need.
Too. Keep things straight: don't take
The matches, the wrong keyrings-
We've nowhere we could keep a keepsake-
Ashtrays, combs, things
That sooner or later others
Would accidentally find.
Check: take nothing of one another's
And leave behind.
Your license number only,
Which they won't care to trace;
We've paid. Still, should such things get lonely,
Leave in their vase
An aspirin to preserve
Our lilacs, this wayside flowers
We've gathered and must leave to serve
A few more hours;
That's all. We can't tell when
We'll come back, can't press claims,
We would no doubt have other rooms then,
Or other names.
- - -
for j
1 comment:
o, basic black ka na ngayon :D
and you're still hung up on that poem... ><;
-karen
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