Jim Morrison Poem

An angel runs
Thru the sudden light
A ghost precedes us
A shadow follows us
And each time we stop
We fall

--Moment of inner freedom
when the mind is opened & the
infinite universe revealed
& the soul is left to wander
dazed & confus'd searching
here & there for teachers & friends.

Those who Race toward Death
Those who wait
Those who worry

I dropped by to see you late last night
But you were out like a light
Your head was on the floor
& rats played pool w/your eyes

Death is a good disguise
for late at night...




...I can place myself anywhere in
space or time.
I can summon the dead.
I can perceive events on other worlds,
in my deepest inner mind,
& in the minds of others,

I can

I am

do you have
straight jackets
for the guests
yes we do

AWAKE GHOST SONG

By. Jim Morrisson

Is everybody in? Is everybody in? Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin.

WAKE UP!
You can't remember where it was had this dream stopped?

Shake dreams from your hair
My pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
The day's divinity
First thing you see.

A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it's quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us.
Choose they croon the Ancient Ones The time has come again Choose now,
they croon Beneath the moon Beside an ancient lake Enter again the sweet forest Enter the hot dream Come with us Everything is broken up and dances.

THE MOVIE

By. Jim Morrisson

The movie will begin in five moments
The mindless voice announced
All those unseated will await the next show.
We filed slowly, languidly into the hall
The auditorium was vast and silent
As we seated and were darkened, the voice continued.
The program for this evening is not new
You've seen this entertainment through and through
You've seen your birth your life and death
you might recall all of the rest
Did you have a good world when you died?
Enough to base a movie on?.

I'm getting out of here Where are you going? To the other side of morning Please don't chase the clouds, pagodas
Her cunt gripped him like a warm, friendly hand.

It's alright, all your friends are here When can I meet them? After you've eaten I'm not hungry Uh, we meant beaten

Silver stream, silvery scream
Oooooh, impossible concentration.