Crossroads at Zenith

Crossroads at Zenith

A hotel stands in uptown
Down main street
At the border of the town

The lights are always on
There is always vacancy
And breakfast is complimentary

Out front in the cobblestone plaza
Was a fountain geyser
Erupting on a timer

So shoot up, the water did
Five stories tall
Until it splashed down when it fell

Raining down upon the people
Mad enough or jovial enough
To stand beneath it

Next to the capitol building
Beside a place of learning
In the center of the small world

The hotel persisted every year
Taking in the tired and weary
A shining beacon among the dreary

Through every freeze and heat wave
Where people of reality bathed
They sheltered themselves there

On the hill above it all
Was a secret kept
Known only to few

In the hotel garden lies a tree of
Decayed wings, leaves everblanched
And of its seeds, we do not speak

Published by Jake Thomas Shaw

Concerned with memory, currency, and destiny, I strive to capture each one as they happen. Join me and consume reality! Radio Reality. City!

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