Jim Morrison – “The Soft Parade”

September 30, 2009 at 8:04 pm (Jim Morrison, Poetry & Literature)

The soft parade has now begun on Sunset.
Cars come thundering down the canyon.
Now is the time & the place.
The cars come rumbling.
“You got a cool machine.”
These engine beasts
muttering their soft talk. A delightat
night to hear their quiet voices
again after 2 years. Now the soft parade
has soon begun.
Cool pools from a tired land
sink now in the peace of evening.
Clouds weaken & die.
The sun, an orange skull,
whispers quietly, becomes an
island, & is gone.There they are
watching us everything
will be dark. The light changed.
We were aware knee-deep in the fluttering air
as the ships move on trains in their wake.
Trench mouth again in the camps.
Gonorrhea. Tell the girl to go home
We need a witness to the killing.