Deathless hotel

The long shallow tropical streams
full of plants and animals
Everything growing and being pulled by the current
So colorful and beautiful

Over the mud where I tread I look into the creeks
At all the life and color in them
Some outer world retreat
Where everything is shared

expansive two story couple´s retreat
Huge lounges where silent residentes meet
No expressions n their faces
eternal old age has claimed them

A place where no room is private
People spend hours choosing clothes there
as if it would make some kind of difference
Hope as big as a monument and as small as a rubber duck

The streams are so full of life they run blue
Last day anxieties and invading people trouble the suíte couple
As they put their relationship in shape trays and marinate it
Clothes are thrown around

In the streams animals and plants have fused somehow
like aliens clinging to the inner margins pointing the flow
So many lost souls in this nowhere hotel
each looking for a place to glue themselves to

As if that would validate them
as if that would give them some divine purpose
They exist in this building for millenia
yet they drift in the hallways like junkies looking to score

But what kind of Holiday is it yells the girl?
The man shrugs and asks how they might remove the people from their living room
Some volcanic planet on the edge of a neighboring galaxy