Wess “Mongo” Jolley Poet, and Performance Poetry Promoter    The Raw Heart of Endless Fascination

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Hotel Room

i unpack my lust in cheap hotel rooms of cities i'll never see i toss it carelessly with my change and room key on pressboard nightstands where my lust sits forgotten while i shower and sit gazing into night dripping with neon laughter across the hall an angry horn ten floors below tear on fingertip paints lazily on cloudy glass i scoop it all back into my pockets and leave the tv to murmur alone in an empty room

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