Fly Baby Fly

blinded on the inside
devoured on the outside
forgotten shamanic wounds
beasts of the night
purring drums
soldiers sleeping
babies begging
sunflower fools
devastation rules
hiding on the inside
lying on the outside
dreaming of whitewashed whores
strangers veiled tears
waking wild waves
tinkling bones shattered
starving souls flattered
crimson crimes unfolded
innocence scolded
naked snow cries
black crosses rise
haunting heroes
sing no more
break on through
to the other side
Jim’s doors opening wide
break on through
to the other side
don’t hide
their waiting
blinded on the inside
devoured on the outside
crossing over
clouds bleeding
angels breathing
moaning moments fly
it’s a big open sky
the white light shines
onto a new dawn
perceptions’ passion
pushes through
pulsing rivers peak
cleansed and cruxified
we all die
wash my feet
smell my meat
sticky flesh glistens
soft feathers listen
singing spirits rise
break on through
to the other side
fly baby fly.

By Marilyn S. Mylrea
Dedicated to Jim Morrison and the Doors