Image borrowed from BingExile In Plain Sheets
No way out from Villa Nellcôte.
Hemmed in with high hats,
Drum-driven to distraction.
Strummed stitches of summer, tightening.
Need to breathe,
Away from the spinning rooms.
'Keith and Anita'
Headline in the Mirror,
With intimacy, prolonged
As vinous aftertaste.
In the basement, expectant art,
Endures anonymous confinement.
Guests, like ghosts,
Pass between rooms.
Exhaled spirits drift the day,
Spent, and weary.
Softly, from our broken bed, we hear
Burroughs' confession,
No such thing as a Naked Lunch.
At Nellcôte, everyone pays.
Martin T. Hodges
In the Summer of 1971, at Villa Nellcôte,
The Rolling Stones set to work on their critically acclaimed
album, 'Exile On Main St'.
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