Leonard Cohen

Leonard Cohen has been in my company for the past few days now; from cups of tea to bubble baths. He is the first person from the past I would so very want to duet with.

I remember you well, in the Chelsea Hotel
you were talking so brave & so sweet
giving me head on the unmade bed,
while the limousines wait in the street.
Those were the reasons and that was New York,
we were running for the money and the flesh.
& that was called love for the workers in song
probably still is for those of them left.

Ah, but you got away, didn’t you babe?
You just turned your back on the crowd,
you got away. I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don’t need you,
I need you, I don’t need you
& all of that jiving around.

I remember you well, in the Chelsea Hotel
you were famous, your heart was a legend.
You told me again you preferred handsome men
but for me you would make an exception.
& clenching your fist for the ones like us
who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
you fixed yourself, you said, “Well never mind,
we are ugly but we have the music.”

& then you got away, didn’t you babe?

I don’t mean to suggest that I loved you the best,
I can’t keep track of each fallen robin.
I remember you well, in the Chelsea Hotel,
that’s all, I don’t even think of you that often…

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