the poetry of the hotel room
wanted. poet to write about hotel rooms. only geniuses need apply. this one is mostly right angled.
the right angled hotel room
square with rectangular bits. bolt ons. that’s the nuts and bolts of it.
the bed is still unmade
I went out leaving what I thought was a “make up my room” sign hanging off the door. Later I realised that it actually said do not disturb. Not sure if that’s it for the day now…
Funny how at home I’ll happily just chuck the duvet in the general direction of the bed and call it “made” whereas in the hotel I need it to be done properly. What if I have guests?