Lonely Poem by Ann Jensen
Lonely
Holiday Inn neon.
The odor of overpowering humanity.
Fast lights through the curtain
Illuminating cracks born of violence and love.
Children cry and lovers moan.
Hookers call to lonely men.
I am calling.
Are you lonely?
Facinating imagery...to take a reader to the exact place that your mind created is not easy. Very nice! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 3:55:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
beautiful write.loved the imagery.