Good samaritan halfway house

[john_stapleton]

they have breakfast in the lobby.
every morning half past ten.
all night reminded who you're wronging,
but you never will again.

this is not a promise it is fact,
you decide while clinging to your cup.
coffee stained teeth, and dishes stacked
you smile briefly, you get up.

the halfway house has earned its name.
i'm neither here, i'm neither there.
all of my truths here are deemed claims.
keep your calm while running scared.