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Nov 2011
Take the key and twist the lock,
Cross the threshold down into
The Hotel of Hearts.

Look inside the vernacular mini-bar
Sample its delights in pearl strewn luxury
As you lie on a soft bed of nails in
The Hotel of Hearts.

Cover you with diamonds.
Mount you in ebony.
Feed your ego on servings served on
plates of ivory at
The Hotel of Hearts.

Draw the alligator-eyed blind down.
Hide your eyes from the ugly outside world,
The true outside world, kept hidden by the
Hotel of Hearts.

Man so naked under that shirt;
Silk now covering crystal mirrors
Barring their faces from truth and lies
Embracing those who stay at the
Hotel of Hearts.

Pay your bill with a view of your soul.
The clerk smiles petal-soft
Your bags are kept as you leave
The Hotel of Hearts.
Lysander Gray
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Lysander Gray  Citizen of the World.
(Citizen of the World.)   
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