Lawrence Hall
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This Ashtray was Stolen from the Seaview Motel
Color TV
Weekly Rates
No Pets
I couldn’t live at the beach forever
A series of shabby little rented rooms
Cheap wine and thin volumes of free verse
Beach hippie chicks, White Rabbit, and guitars
I had to go away, or someday die
An unrealized old man set out on the curb
And so, stubbing out a last cigarette
I packed my seabag and caught the morning bus
I couldn’t live at the beach forever
And in the end became respectable