Jeff Weddle

Lost motel

I would stay with you in a lost motel 
along a forgotten highway. 

I would stay with you always
and eat what we forage.

I would stay with you in a lost motel 
with black mold and wolves  

and strangers who sometimes come 
but never leave. 

I would stay with you in a lost motel 
happy as a raven and in love,

hidden in your dwindling flesh 
and silent as a stone.

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