i am montreals poet as we bid farewell to cohen
as richler is a memory
as one day i will be
a farewell memory
merely a stain on this city
for the anglos
and parisiens
i am montreals poet as we bid farewell to cohen
as richler is a memory
as one day i will be
a farewell memory
merely a stain on this city
for the anglos
and parisiens
pen scores paper as love scores the heart
as the paper can draw blood
as your body can score the heart
and i wait typing without pen
without paper
without your love
for the heart