Jim Morrison
I spent the morning
as a photographer's model
wrenched into poses
for sordid 8mm thrills.

I spent midday
as a sculptor's tool,
scratching out lines
from the liquid Siesta Sun.

I spent the afternoon
as a painter's longing,
slashing off ears
and other pathetic parts.

I spent the evening
as a singer's muse
radiating jealousy
of the Magpie's chattering melody.

I spent the night
as an actor's lines,
directed by the page's
plain, predictable pigment.

I spend each daybreak
as a jester declining,
receding to double-clicks
on bits of shining something-porn.

Brian Jones, English musician and composer, died today in 1969.

Jim Morrison, American musician and composer, died today in 1971.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. eob2 says:

    Love the reference and response to artistic form and failure

  2. Wonderful poem! Love the Jim Morrison photo also…
    Don’t think that I could pose for anyone, I’m very camera shy – it’s the wrong side for me.
    Many thanks for stopping by my travel and photography blog – much appreciated.

  3. Nancy Nelson says:

    amazing work

  4. 💙 💜 🖤

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