October 15, 2018

 

Leonard Cohen My Friend

 
 
 

Leonard Cohen My Friend

Death is a bitch and a whore
comes with hat on or off,
Jewish, Christian or lover years ago called Nancy.
Death is a passport, a left behind baggage note.
My leverage sinks, I see you pass human.
These my fears, your fright, being broke, old-royalties stole Suzanne.
Now branches, extended limbs, point outward nowhere --
doors Montreal collapse tomb, dance with me,
end perfume love, a few dead flowers.






Article © Michael Lee Johnson. All rights reserved.
Published on 2018-09-03
Image(s) are public domain.


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