"Fear the lords who are secret amoung us. The lords are within us. Born of sloth and cowardice."
We are content with the 'given' in sensations quest.
We have been metamorphosised from a mad body dancing
on the hillsides to a pair of eyes staring in the dark.
"The Artists of hell set up eisels in parks the terrible landscape,
where citizens find anxious pleasure preyed upon by savage bands of youths."
Cancer city urban fall
The highways of the old town
Ghosts in cars
The poetry on this page was written by James (Jim) Douglas Morrison.
Born = December the 8th 1943
Died = July 3rd 1971
James Douglas Morrison Born December 8, 1943, Melbourne, Florida
was found dead in the bathtub at approximately 5:00 am on July 3, 1971
Page designed by Renegade Web Thieves, this is a link only and not intended to upset anyone 'profiteering' from Jim Morrisons death.
By Andrew Jory; writter and artist 12/10/2002