Hotel vagabond plaza

 I couldn't get into the motel
the gate was locked and wrapped in wire
It was impossible 
Then way the wires were tied
It looked like it could be electrified
The dark short hair and fat framed glasses
Looked into me as I attempted to jiggle the door
I wanted in and clerk wanted me out
There were so many repairs to make
Why was the clerk doing those things
There was no distracting the clerk
But I waited for hours
Slipped in unnoticed
Walked over the ancient thin beige carpets
Got lost in the labrynth of corridors
Searching for a courtyard
To breathe fresh air again