BernardYoung

By BernardYoung

The Faded Hotel

Perched on a low hill
it offers views of the sea.
I expect it once did well.


The views are still
there but no guests check in
or out. The ring for service bell


remains dustily silent. No meals
are served. No final bill
is ever asked for. In Wales,


today, the sky is grey,
no one comes calling
and rain is falling.


Empty

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