The room is free
Each for himself
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Let’s shut our doors With a double lock And each adore his lonely love /// let's enjoy the super love in the locked room!
This poem reminds me of the title of Bukowski's early collection ROOMING HOUSE MADRIGALS. What is the secret connection between poetry and flophouses? I don't know, but if you serve the Muse and she leads you into an unsettled life, you may have sweet moments despite the rough conditions.
A very realistic tableau of staying a night in a hotel. To me, brilliant.
Hotel rooms are there! ! Free to be rented! Waiting for visitors. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Can't find Hotels poem in French