domingo, diciembre 21, 2003

algo de Wilderness

Es cierto, quizás hubiera elegido otro poema. Pero lo he sacado de la red, no de mi libro, que aún sigue perdido en el caos de mis libreros.
Por supuesto, esto es de James Douglas Morrison:

What are you doing here?
What do you want?
Is it music?
We can play music.
But you want more.
You want something & someone new.
Am I right?
Of course I am.
I know what you want.
You want ecstacy
Desire & dreams.
Things not exactly what they seem.
I lead you this way, he pulls that way.
I'm not singing to an imaginary girl.
I'm talking to you, my self.
Let's recreate the world.
The palace of conception is burning.
Look. See it burn.
Bask in the warm hot coals.
You're too young to be old
You don't need to be told
You want to see things as they are
You know exactly what I do

From "Wilderness: The Lost Writings of Jim Morrison Vol. 1"

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