5/28/06

This is the Way My Mind Works

In a flash of light
A naked girl
Caresses her breast
With the edge of a sword

Dandelions devour the living
In a field
Of ebon grass
On the edge of town

An ochre sky
Rains yak teeth
On the straw cottage
Where the lizard man lives

The sequiened king
Rests on his throne
And watches it all
In a pool of whiskey magic.



A quality of ignorance,
Self-deception may be
Necessary to the poet's survival


-Jim Morrison