In This Dim Cave
In this dim cave
we can go no further.
Here money is key
to smooth age. Horses,
givers of guilt. Great
bags of gold.
I want obedience!
We examine this ancient
& insane theatre, obscene
like luxuriant churches
altars.
I confess
to scarves
cool floors
stroked curtain
The actors are twiced-blessed
before us. This is
too serious & severe.
Great mystery!
Timeless passion
patterned in stillness.
(Poems from DRY WATER)
The American Night
The Writings of Jim Morrison
Volume 2
ISBN 0-679-73462-7
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