sitting up in a hotel room

listening to maroon five

but i hear Jack calling me

i’m more hoodie than human

the hoodie is blue

the hoodie is long

the hoodie protects me

from the monsters under the bed

in my hotel room

the room is my mind

only borrowed for the night

always adorned and occupied

by many strangers

i can wear my hoodie

i can be someone else

someone i don’t despise

i’m more hoodie than human

i’m on the top floor

they call it EXECUTIVE

i call it EXECUTION

the window is barred

in my hotel room

i know my execution is near

i know i have to check out tomorrow

and take off my hoodie

i’m more hoodie than human

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