Poem By Jim Morrison ("open")

The Night is young
& full of rest
I can’t describe
the way she’s dress’d
She’ll pander to some strange
requests
Anything that you suggest
Anything to please her guest

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weirdelf

18 years 10 months ago

I don't understand the title

is this one of Morrison's or yours? cheers, Jess

Quillsvein1

18 years 10 months ago

Morrison's

This is a poem Morrison wrote toward the end of his life. The guy had such raw, natural talent that even as his mind was going he could produce a little gem like this, off the cuff!

weirdelf

18 years 10 months ago

the line that's always haunted me

from one of his songs, "there's a killer on the road, his brain is squirming like a toad" I've never been much of a threat to life and limb but I know those toad-like squirmings! cheers, Jess