“I JUST YEARN FOR A CHELSEA HOTEL,
MDMAMFETAMINED DESCKCLERK
ALL NIGHT SMILER
NO NEED TO SMASH THE BATTERED BELL
I JUST NEED ME A CHELSEA HOTEL
WHERE ROOMS ARE PAYED
PER WHENEVER ROYALTIES COME IN
MEANWHILE THERE’S ALWAYS
A DUSTY DUSK SANDWICH
FOR HUNGRY SOULS AT FIVE AM
CRYSTAL GLASSES TOASTING
RAISING THE CROSSBARRED STAKES OF SURVIVAL
IN THE CREACKY HALL OF THE BEGGAR KING
I JUST WANT ME
A CHELSEA HOTEL
WHERE JUST LIVING MAKES YOU INFAMOUSLY FAMOUS
FOR SLEEPING WITH THE BEAST WITHIN
THROUGHOUT THE CURTAINED OUT DRIZZLY DAYS
WHERE THERE ‘S ALWAYS SOMEONE NEEDY
NEEDING TO AGREE
WE SIMPLY GIVE TO LIVE
GIVING EACH OTHER EACH OTHER
I NEED ME A CHELSEA HOTEL WHERE ROOMSERVICE COULD MEAN ANYTHING
BROUGHT BY ANYONE – INCLUDING YOU – TO
WHICHEVER ROOM WHATEVER FLOOR
& ANY LEVEL OF SURPRISE LURKING RESTLESSLY
BEHIND THE BUSTEDHANDLED DOOR
WHERE OPERAS OF ORGASM FIGHTS AND RECITATIONS WILD FILL HALLWAYS WITHOUT AUDIENCE
AND NOTEBOOK WRITERS TURN STAIRWELLS INTO OFFICES,
SHRINES TO THE MUZES OF RANDOM INSPIRATION
& GYRATING AMBITIONS
TILL THEY END UP LIVING IN THE PERMACULTURE GARDENS ON THE ROOF
FEEDING TYPEWRITER MESSAGES TIED TO PIGEONS’
BUZZERDS’ EAGLES’ & SEAGULLS’ LEGS
TO A WORLD CLOUDING ITSELF IN DILEMAS OF SMOG AND SMOKE
I NEED ME A CHELSEA HOTEL
FOR ALL MY ANTISOCIAL FREAKS TO GET TOGETHER
WITH A SOUNDPROOF BAR ON EVERY FLOOR
AND A PARTY BASEMENT DIVE
A STAINLESS STEAMING KITCHEN
& SOMEONE AROUND THAT JUST NEEDS TO DRIVE
ANYONE ANYWHERE
AT WHATEVER HOUR
OF A GIVEN NIGHT
WHERE I CAN PRETEND TO HAVE IT ALL
WITHOUT OWNING ANY,
JUST ANCHORED OUT
IN THE SHELTERED BAY …“