haunted neon fingers
flicker over the paid for room,
as the desperate linger
under it's auspices.
pay once, stay forever
isn't posted on the sign outside.
perhaps we'd all be more choosy,
if we knew this stop would be our last;
this shadowed precinct,
our souls only habitude of eternity.
this room will never
be a single again.
I know we are all seeing this as dark.....but there is the neon in the dark and the last line may contain some hope.....what IS there may not be all bad....though it seems so now...I've never held a neon hand....but I also wondered if it was a warm hand....or shocking?