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Key clicks in the lock a hollow sound
Carpet smell and peace I’ve found
A painting of a generic sea
A little piece of quiet just for me
The ice machine outside is praying loud
To a neon buzzing electric cloud
This is my Motel 6 Amen
My temporary kingdom my quiet den
The TV’s blank a modern shrine
This little piece of nowhere’s mine
A small “amen”for the road-worn soul
For getting somewhere being whole alone
Peel off the day a second skin
Let the quiet settle in
The faucet drips a steady beat
A lullaby gentle and sweet
Through the thin wall a stranger’s cough
A reminder that the world’s not off
Just held at bay for a little fee
A sacred cheap eternity
This is my Motel 6 Amen
My temporary kingdom my quiet den
The streetlamp pours in a holy light
Everything is simple everything is right
A small “amen”for the solo flight
For the stillness in the middle of the night
No need to be a masterpiece tonight
No need to get the future right
Just the hum of something not quite gone
The faint warm echo of the sun
The hush is the hymn the “welcome”is thin
The lock is a promise I’m keeping in
Amen to the rough clean sheet
Amen to the quiet deep and sweet
Amen to the brief anonymous grace…
Of this temporary unblessed place
