For some reason
We were in a hotel,
Or was it a hospital,
With really strange customer service?
We slept in a hallway nook,
Amid strangers galore,
Including staff who insist on stretching me, in impossible movements.
And there was no reason given.
Eventually we vacated the nook
For finer digs,
With walls, and a doorway, but no door.
Just beyond a roller-coaster of a ramp.
Narrow as a hair, and steep.
And I climb
Before waking.
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