I’ve built a hotel for the rest of the world
For the rest of the world to stay in
I’m going to tuck my day dreamer into bed
Make toast, butter with jam, on the veneer wooded
Bench top
A bench top to make love on
Like dusting it in flour
Rising and rolling out the dough
On pizza night
Blitzing the sauce
Testing the taste
I’ve built a hotel
That the rest of the world sleeps in
The carpets are the wrong shade of brown
But they’re new
Their toes will grip and curl
Wrinkle with pleasure
A wardrobe to hang up
Selves in, red jacket Sue
Pearl necklaced Dusty
Yellow rosed Lili
There’s a complimentary
Compliment, if you reach back
Past the bodies
I’ve built a hotel for the world to stay in