As I lay dead in my lovesick bed
An angel came to kiss my head
I caught her gown
And wrestled her down
To be my angel in death town
She shall not fly
She has promised to die
Oh what a lucky corpse am I
I memorized this Leonard Cohen poem when I was 17. It's been at least 20years since I recited it. Today it came to mind and out it came as fresh and brilliant as when I first found it
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