Flirting with fate. Floating on feet. Some of us fall 4 places like many are smitten by faces. Is it 4 the experiences or the views? Honestly, it's so hard 2 choose. While many need a reason & more wait 4 the season, we refuse 2 let seasons confine us, we hit the road & let reasons find us.

So, I am lying here solo

Sucking on polo after polo

Head buried below the pillow

Frankly, my mind feels hollow...

Once again am denied a visa to slumberland

Thoughts consume me as I pretend to understand

Why I'm here alone and my own bed is a foreign land

Childhood fantasies got me wishing my hand had a magic wand...

I'd simply teleport myself back to behind

Or burn a DVD of my mind and then hit rewind

I'd love to go back into mom's womb, deaf and blind

It's my conviction that there I'll find, some peace of mind...

Scared to go under the covers

For all I know the sheets under me

Have been hosts to quite plenty of lovers

The thought of which, irritates, irks & disgusts me...

For some reason I feel like am being watched, in zoom

Can't say by whom, but surely, I am not alone in this room

Visions of her keep flashing in my mind, her by me, I as groom

As am listening to Stubborn Love by The Lumineers off of my phone...

The passing cars, flashing lights & street buzz won't let me sleep at all

So I am wide awake on a bed in a hotel whose location I won't tell

It's been only two nights in here and I can tell you a whole tale

But sadly, it's not one you would recall. For it would be a whore tale...

By

Th’ KlaFella™

Kidron Nabende Googo (facebook.com/TheKlaFella | theklafella.tumblr.com)