When Jim Morrison speak/sings, you're there.
Back when. That voice so warm, rousing, tortured,
gentle, gruff, by turns. Now, of course, arrested.
But listen to Jim deliver words like Night, Feel,
Go, Like, Delight, More, Touch, and you're still
teen, yearning, reaching, life opening out.
No matter who covers Doors songs now,
no matter how well, technically, musically,
your ears consign. That fire they cannot light.
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