Welcome to the inn
where no reservations are taken, where
possession is one quarter, obsession
one more, 

the other half 

a lifetime spent designing the perfect
room where relinquishment adorns
each and every square foot of space
to walk 

away from each and every hero
you took, she took, he took,
we all took,
save ourselves. Welcome 

to the color
of the first suit you swam in,
to the sound
of the first dive you performed. Welcome 

to the taste
of the first sea scallop you craved, to the touch
of the first porch
you danced upon—it is, 

always was,
The Take No Heroes Hotel
where we belong.