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Jim Morris Oct 2020
From her eye lids, she's cold
Inside a body bag, she's dead
I feel so dead inside, but I can't dance
Pretty good grass, Pretty good dance
Although our spirits had no chance.
Jim Morris Aug 2020
walking side by side with Satan's mistress
bitter lady of death refused her to fly
Koshka's cutthroat grandeur is waitin' distress
a benevolent soul refuses her wish to die
she's got cosmic blues for the death of augury
forsake from the snake bites, end the mockery
the venomous adder left his mark of pain
Koshka's soul diminishing around the funeral pyre
cursed the one who laden a spell so insane
forgive those who drown in satire
she's down in a hole, a woman who won't let her self be
look at her now, who was she supposed to be?
it's not too late, release the spitfire
end the rain, reign your soul with prominence
otherworldly demons collude and conspire
under the black sky of dominance
forgive them; for they know not what they do
do not be immoderate baby blue
Jim Morris Aug 2020
Look into my eyes
Tell all that which is a lie
When land meets the sky
Jim Morris Aug 2020
At the last, peaketh through a curtain,
And prepare a kisseth, for eyes sadder

the end he croons, Lost lurking
theatrical & mind madder

In mystical robes, a servant
An unearthly serpent
striking and slanting dithery
an ancient brush of mystery
The fierce temperament expressed great design

A glimpse of what she knew,
And Blinks before eyes unknown
Jim Morris Dec 2019
Squeeze this lemon into my brain
My tears will drip acid rain
With your ****** lips, kiss me
bring me back to sanity
All girls are the same
They all say I’m insane
I’m not knocked up by you honey
I’ve been in a strange town with ***** money
Bring out your dead
This is the end
Them bones will be the death of me, surprise
Nine warriors will arise
We live in hell
This ain’t no fairytale
There’s a man comin’ along with a shotgun
And we will have fun
Scorn my lady snake
Light my fire, by the ancient lake
You know you were my world
I love you little girl
Punishment, our piñatas
To the devils sonata
In celebration of the crows
That carry over our lost souls
To the blackened canyon
They’re waiting to take us
Grace, what are you gonna say?
It feels good when somebody gives it to ya
Fat angel from thee other side
I can no longer smile
Rock me, baby
I can’t quit you, baby
Everybody told me
That you’re no good for me
Jim Morris Nov 2017
Awhile back, I gazed at the eyes
of a Serpent on a pair-a-dice
Now I've seen paradise
through an Eastern Deity's eyes
The tantalizing shine in her eyes
ignited my burning desire
And not to think I'd be higher
was impossible and impervious next to her fire
She is a vibrant scarlet gem
her beauty is luxuriant

Gentle lips
Serene and enchanting
A furtive smile
Angelic and articulate

She is a work of art

She is a canvas of sheer pursuance, marvelous, breathtaking artfulness

When the real west
met the real east
I cannot guess
where she went in such haste

Mean woman, they're serpents
need no man, we're servants

Tossed back a strange brew
lost in cosmic blues

No sleep to dream
nothing is ever as it seems
Jim Morris Oct 2017
Here I present in a nocturnal theatre
with harmony
here you see
with vibrant excellence
with velvet opulence
swaying to thee electric
revealing truth
with language left uncouth
no sleep to dream
a psychedelic theme
everything is in tune
beneath the full moon
with gentle embracing love
get rid of
our cruel bindings
thee undermining ego
thee primitive ego
honey dripping
essence flowing
burning incense
pick A soothing seat
thee ceremony is about to commence
with a thunder rolling drum beat

Lady Snake
raise glazed eyes
time to awake
lonely shuddering skies
no one is around
in this small town
O' Sweet seductress
under stress
towards­ the stage
of beautiful rage
O' lovely writhe
Breathe....... Breathe
she blithely replied
I will lead you
to thee other side
through and through
a spiraling trance
hold my hands
with A soft kiss to yield
in radiant strawberry fields
dancing with sweet delight
below pale moon light

Gaze into thee eyes
of A voodoo girl
no one gets out alive
reveal the spiral
osculate the great serpent
by thee vast and ancient lake
not to repent
deep blue, beneath thee serene moon
they watch over and croon
lost in trance
a burning desire
to dance
around a diminishing fire
another chance
A new temple rises, same mistake
lost in A romance
Lady Snake
I am fearful
of the coop
A world seen in clear crystal
tangled in A loop
wake dreams, hopeless augury
hideous laughter, drowning in mockery
laden under A spell insane
oh, disdain
we'll meet again

Wake up, it has begun
in dawn of the hot desert sun
there's a wandering man
riding in an old sturdy caravan
on the serpents highway
mornings delightful prey
amber clouds lying still
stalking behind vast hills
arriving at a creaky shed
where he'll have him dead
solid bare hands bludgeoned
his eyes foretold
tormented, his eyes now gleam
on his knees, he begins to scream
having him beg mercy
it's been quite thee journey
for what it's worth
no pity, only mirth
forget about thee ancestral roots
his black snakeskin boots
with spurs of rich gold
now sold
thee end is the consequence
a scarlet carpet of opulence
furled his battered body and set ablaze
traveling through A thick haze
with darkness trailing behind

He who walks alone
thirsty, weary, and roaming
thee unsettled desert
with arachnid dwellers
on this archaic land
dead shrubs all over the hot sand
of A golden serpent
through its shiny cold scales
hung high upon a pine
shivers sent down his spine
from a sudden faint hiss
forked tongue flicks
seemingly disapproved
from its dusky jeweled fangs
from where it hangs
the scorching sun reflects
with flash blinding success
he now roams a path of exile
every **** dire mile
venomous snakes hissing
with blatant hostile rattling
A vagabond in despair

With a shamanic testimony
in enchanting ceremony
ruby glass haze
set ablaze
now, drifting away
without dismay
greet the king snake
by thee ancient lake
black sky of dominance
in fragile minds temperament
pelting tears
surrendering nears
face to face
osculate and embrace
with fearlessness
sheer pursuance
breathtaking artfulness
the serpents eyes
and crystallize
catacombs, mystique's seen traveling
lost spirits envisioned beneath
in thee cold streaming labyrinth

Neon moonbeams enhance
in unbroken trance
a flower child
walks in the vast wild
with incisive eyes vibrant
observing serpents
stoically upright
in thee collective twilight
ancient serpent deity's
one soft pink, another Egyptian blue
breakin' through
in seductive ecstasy
the serpents are attune
writhing to croons
beneath thee Elysium moon
around ancient ruins
thee serene lake glistens
while the spirits listen
and dances in curls
and insane spirals
around his infantile spirit
see it, don't fear it
ancient symbols and fractals
are all around us
his wild hair reaches for the trees
and dances with thee calm cool breeze
captivated with blissful ease
a 7 poem piece, totaling 27 lines, with 666 words total. about my acid, mushroom, and dmt trips.
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