Maids Are Bickering

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Maids are bickering in the hall
The day is warm
Last night's perfume
I lie alone in this
cool room

My mind is calm and swirling
like the marble pages of an
old book

I'm a cold clean skeleton
scarecrow on a hill
in April
Wind eases the arches
of my boney Kingdom
Wind whistles thru my mind
and soul
My life is an open book
or a T.V confession



by: Jim Morrison
~Notebook Poems~
The American Night

Comments

[aporue.livejournal.com]

jim morrison could have ruled the world.