seaside room in las vegas
they put me up in the las vegas hilton
I remember it well
it was a monday
I wasn’t going anywhere soon
so I had plenty of time to count all the chips
stacked on the round table in the corner
I tried calling out but all I could hear were
ocean waves coming through the receiver
I took a shower and drank a beer
and ate a small bag of honey roasted peanuts
I opened the door and looked down the hallway
both ways
and though it seemed the coast was clear
I knew I wouldn’t be able to get far
by the time the sun went down I wasn’t sure
exactly where I was
so I called the front desk and they assured me
that yes
I was indeed at the las vegas hilton
I picked up the telephone
and tried calling out again just to let you know
I was extending my stay
but all I could hear were ocean waves
april two thousand seventeen
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