A Thousand Kisses Deep

Late last month i saw Leonard Cohen perform at a Day on the Green. His performance was amazing, but since then i have had this poem stuck on my mind.
I hope that you like it to.

A Thousand Kisses Deep

1. You came to me this morning
And you handled me like meat.
You´d have to live alone to know
How good that feels, how sweet.
My mirror twin, my next of kin,
I´d know you in my sleep.
And who but you would take me in
A thousand kisses deep?

2. I loved you when you opened
Like a lily to the heat.
I´m just another snowman
Standing in the rain and sleet,
Who loved you with his frozen love
His second-hand physique -
With all he is, and all he was
A thousand kisses deep.

3. All soaked in sex, and pressed against
The limits of the sea:
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me.
We made it to the forward deck
I blessed our remnant fleet -
And then consented to be wrecked
A thousand kisses deep.

4. I know you had to lie to me,
I know you had to cheat.
But the Means no longer guarantee
The Virtue in Deceit.
That truth is bent, that beauty spent,
That style is obsolete -
Ever since the Holy Spirit went
A thousand kisses deep.

5. (So what about this Inner Light
That´s boundless and unique?
I´m slouching through another night
A thousand kisses deep.)

6. I´m turning tricks; I´m getting fixed,
I´m back on Boogie Street.
I tried to quit the business -
Hey, I´m lazy and I´m weak.
But sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go
A thousand kisses deep.

7. (And fragrant is the thought of you,
The file on you complete -
Except what we forgot to do
A thousand kisses deep.)

8. The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it´s done -
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it´s real
A thousand kisses deep.

9. (I jammed with Diz and Dante -
I did not have their sweep -
But once or twice, they let me play
A thousand kisses deep.)

10. And I´m still working with the wine,
Still dancing cheek to cheek.
The band is playing "Auld Lang Syne" -
The heart will not retreat.
And maybe I had miles to drive,
And promises to keep -
You ditch it all to stay alive
A thousand kisses deep.

11. And now you are the Angel Death
And now the Paraclete;
And now you are the Savior's Breath
And now the Belsen heap.
No turning from the threat of love,
No transcendental leap -
As witnessed here in time and blood
A thousand kisses deep.

Simple Pleasures

My Monday mornings isn’t always this relaxing and indulgent but today is different. I am waiting for the local mechanic to complete his mystical mechanical magic on my car. I have three hours of self-indulgent, responsibility free nothing ahead of me.

When entering the trendiest café in town I am hit with the glorious smell of freshly made coffee. The morning will soon begin with a blast to the senses. One muffin and two coffees later I feel content. I am now refreshed and awake and can begin my day. The regulars in the café are revitalized from the weekend and awake to all the possibilities that the week will bring. They are alive with the buzz of conversation and are soaking in the soothing sounds of Carla Bruni and Norah Jones. For those enjoying coffee and a small bite to eat, the morning is a slow relaxing introduction to the week where the only troubles are completing the crossword puzzle within The Age.
“How do you spell annihilate?”
Young mothers with their toddlers’ gossip about the events of the last week, exchange cooking tips and restaurant reviews and discuss the first steps of their children. For the young mothers this is the time where life is still slow and relaxed before it becomes a hectic race to keep up. In the corner a retired couple enjoy the fact that the life has slowed down and there is time to indulge in the simple pleasures. Everyone has someone and no one has a care in the world.

The irony of the whole situation is that while I write this description I am sitting alone with my computer and ignoring the atmosphere, the locals and the music. I think that it is time to close down word and live.
There is nothing better then a lazy Monday morning