Motel Lights


eleven days and nights of a hard old road

a villainous journey that was slow and got slower

run ins with the law and hours between rides

hot desert days and frigid mountainsides


sandwiches from a sack and water from a pipe

cash in a trash can wallet with a stripe

bought some beer with tacos roadside stand

edge of the highway sticking out my hand


red pickup slowed and gave me a ride

told him my name but that was a lie

up ahead there’s some lights and vacancy sign

showers and a soft bed TV was cloud nine


never want to leave but tomorrow’s another day

sleep came too quick and office coffee’s pay

back on the road and another motel

lights up my soul fills my well



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