
Lines for Leonard
-for L. Cohen on his birthday, 21st September
Suzanne takes you down
to her mansion of pearls…
blood pearls grace the violin
the psalm of death is heard
and the scent of kisses,
submarine
you discover the lovers
moving on crutches…
exploring the water songs
dragging their wings
like old angels
beneath the demon of sound,
they love and die
beneath the umbrella of lions,
they write secret letters
to their fathers.
they ask you to be their king
but you only wait on them,
like a boy in a hotel.
