Thursday, February 2, 2017

London, I Remember

I remember London
In London there were hotels
So many hotels
And I, you know
I stayed at quite a few of them
Quite a few of the hotels
The bigger ones

There was one with one of those round couches
In the lobby
I don’t know what those are called
But they had one of those
And I fell asleep on it
One night around Christmas
And they just let me stay there
The people who worked at the hotel
Because they were all so nice

Everyone was just so nice

I guess I was sort of homeless there
For awhile
But I didn’t really notice
Because I never really felt the urge to go home
Or to a home
Or anything like that

There was always a party
There was always something new to check out
Somebody to meet for coffee

I had money
Don’t think that I didn’t have money
I’ve always had money
It’s never been a problem

I just never, you know
Felt the need to sit down somewhere
For very long
Or have a bed
That was just mine

I liked trying out
All different kinds of beds
And I never saw anything wrong with that, you know?

No regrets there, honestly

And every so often
A doctor would walk into
Wherever I was
And ask me if I was comfortable
And I would say—

Yes, I’m very comfortable
Why do you ask?

And I never knew
Where the doctor was coming from
Or why he was wherever I was

It was usually the same doctor
But sometimes it would be a different doctor
But plainly a doctor
I could see that

And I just brushed it off
Because who had time to get upset
About being followed around
By a handsome doctor or two?

Sometimes the doctor would say to me

‘Do you know where you are?’

And I would say—

‘Of course I do, I’m in London’

And I would laugh to let the doctor know
That I was in on the joke
Even though I didn’t really understand the joke
Or what the point of it was

I’ve learned from going to so many parties
That you shouldn’t ask someone
To explain themselves
It’s not very polite
And it’ll usually cost you an invite
To the next party
So I don’t

I mean, I don’t ask
I don’t really ask anything
Of anyone

I just play along
It’s fun
That’s why it’s called ‘play’
You know?

So the doctor would come in
And say—

‘Are you upset today?’

And I would say—

‘Why would I be upset?
It’s a lovely day
And I’m in London
What’s there to be upset about?’

And the doctor would smile at me
And I would smile at him
And we would just go on with things
Like we were the best of friends

And who knows?

Maybe we were

I mean, I don’t remember everything

I remember London
And I remember the hotels
And the parties
And all the wonderful people
And the doctor
But…

There are things I don’t remember

And maybe there are things
I don’t want to remember

It’s possible, you know

Things get lost
Just like people do

Memories, they…

They just get away from you and you…

You…

Well

But London

London I remember

Yes, I remember London

Very well

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