poppyromanov (poppyromanov) wrote,
poppyromanov
poppyromanov

His Master's Voice

After listening to Mozart
(which I often did)
I would always
Carry a piano
Up and down
Mt. Baldy
And I don’t mean
A keyboard
I mean a full-sized
Grand piano
Made of cement
Now that I am dying
I don’t regret
A single step
Tags: leonard cohen, poetry
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