or a German murder corner?
I can't tell because of the fake fireplace
and the solid, 18-drawer dresser
that contains only a random key.
I am running out of things
to remind me of love and death,
so life gives me a little nudge,
like a trip to Kentucky,
and a stay in a scary flop.
only here for Louder Than Life,
and a couple breakfasts at Con Huevos,
where I will steal another mug,
because I broke the last one
when angry at the past.