Home Sweet Home

I had occasion to move this day from the house I love for which I pay to the Shambles Motel I now called home on Third near State between Fourth and Roam in the travelers presidential suite from a paper plate I nibble a treat enjoy my suds in a plastic cup better warm so they bubble up the carpet is made of synthetic wool carefully shorn from a plastic bull designer patterns adorn the floor strains of rainbows approach the door curtains are conveniently green just in case its mold that’s seen windows seem a translucent gray keeping out the light of a sunny day an ice box of pastel white is almost clean just not quite little remains from my host’s last guest removing it now is likely best my bathroom is clean by guarantee overlooking what I might see toilet water is a pallid yellow an unknown remnant of an unknown fellow on the night stand is cordless lamp that during the day works like a champ but in the dark I must say I can’t find the switch, there is no way a romper room mattress kind of soft the apparent victim from assault aloft the bed is great most of the time it vibrates slow for the cost of a dime sheets are clean from what I see without lights they are home to me snug as a bug in shaggy rug lacking only a toad and a honey’s hug here is a home that is worth a note with a swimming pool, garden and a roaming goat Patel my friend and curry too spice of life, how do you do