When Your Unwanted

Onestop Poetry lit my pen this morning! Highlighting the talent of Jim Morrison is one sure fire way to do that for me.  I have carried my dog~eared copy of Wilderness with me since '88, and he is one of the major influences for me.  That being said, here's my response to today's prompt.

When You're Unwanted

Hello father...

Would you care to ride the snake?

Through the infinity of generations

Forever tripping through

Graveyards and sweet carnations

Graffiti tributes, candle light vigils, and

cheap, overturned bottles of wine?

It awakens the spirit you know,

That was left to be discovered

Hovering in a Paris apartment

The death of the body

An awakening of muse.

Like Riders on the Storm

Alive and raging

Round bomb fires under the eternity

Of the dark desert sky.

Drink this ancient wisdom

Laced with the power of peyote

And the voices of our ancestors

Bring down the moon

To shine my spotlight brighter

To see this spirit awaken

At center stage

Dancing a frenzy until welcoming

Death's sweet release.

There's blood on the streets,

It's up to our ankles...

Been there since my time and before

Wading through life force

Feeling the deadness of souls

Out of the chaos the genius awakens

And recognizes the fear to live

The lack of life in the blood

And this dead society maddens him

While the subculture embraces

And the spirit cries in appreciation and sadness

For he knows he will surely waste

If he remains,

And behind him he leaves only words

But their power...

The muse will live forever more

In the spirit of the Lizard King

Mother...do you know what it feels like

When your unwanted?