Intricately ornately
Wall and ceiling painted in quaint
Murals turquoise blood red sky blue with brown on cream
Drapes and furniture delicately decorated in gold
Heavy curtains holding back January cold seeping through french windows
People have apartments smaller than this room
With its mahogany floors doors and chester drawers
I can hear a needy rumager go through the streets garbage bags left out by tired restaurateurs for collection
Plastic aluminium and carton mined as
busy cats talk to each other and passers by about the day that's gone
the preacher dog barks out his message to all who will listen
So late to sleep after a long day of travel
in a new bed
My fourth time here never the same room and only two more upstairs.
This time the minoret shall not be 30 meters from my head when at six calling to prayers
In order of appearance
Now woken Early
the glad night porter receives visitors and talks on the phone
The doors offer too much information
Invites to so much conversation
Outside
Women of earnest start loud interjection
Or maybe argumentation
Diligent street truckers take their turn at the rubbish
After the scavengers, cat, dog, and man
Have in order halved all bags weight
Perfectionist street cleaners polish for the next round of life's happenings
there is the call to prayer as
A wanting metal merchant in his own melody calls for wairs
Eager Efes and Bemontis beer delivery men move on the narrow street iron barrels on trolley rattling tenor empty up and booming bass full down to delivery
there are enthusiastic staff before shop opening playing music
melodic tekno
Coffee cwoffs through the window
As glad school students head their way
Powering workers kango hammer walls that vib like a shiatsu massage chair
Earnest staff plonk up the old wooden stairs
You are never alone in Istanbul
Phone plings a message and it's time to get up
Good morning
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