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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Black Hotel Immortal fear, blind rage appears on black rock… How does it rise along on a lonely beach? …an outcrop of the night! A black hotel looms like inevitable doom from the cloudy regions of the stratosphere. It rises starkly against a crimson sky unbroken vertical fields fade to a bloody gloom! A black house shall rock, immortal fears shall rule, blind boys will talk of infinite jest and the crones will cry unto your sisters… The black hotel will reign… On a dark deserted highway along an infinite beach… Cooling wind with ice in its entrails …cresses onyx hair. Up ahead in the diminishing distance, in shimmering heat waves of night a lonely light of a black hotel. A head grows heavy as sight grows dim stopping for the night… Feeling the tic of a cooling engine. Its headlights die... ...fade along a lonely stretch of beach an outcrop of night a black hotel looms like inevitable doom with rambling endless rooms! from the cloudy regions of the stratosphere it stands starkly against a crimson sky. A Black Hotel. Something in the doorway; There are vacant voices echoing in distant corridors, Deep in a labyrinthine hell. A Black Hotel! As a Californian highway stretching uncharted into the night, a mirror of once was... feeling the gravity wells... Welcome to this; The Black Hotel! Ode to Eagles when they fly as Lost Boys walk.
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