Leonard Cohen and Me, Not by the Levee In a cruciform town built of stone and sweat they laid us both down for the crime of theft we swam ourselves naked shook a fist at the moon where the oily anointed are past dead too soon that’s what you get baby for wanting to be free that’s what you get baby for wanting to be free I kissed tattooed children their faceless smiles also way beyond the power of ten there on your blessed torso they came in the night too afraid of the day a list of what was right their fears to allay and that’s what we got baby for wanting to be free and that’s what we got baby for wanting to be free our bodies are our irony a scorn of deliberate charade away from that cold cold valley the fulcrum of us was made we stole the lonely chastity giving everything we had they told us it was blasphemy go tell them we were glad and that’s what we got baby for wanting to be free and that’s what we got baby between you and me Bio: James Walton has been published in The Age and Sydney Morning Herald newspapers, and many journals and anthologies. He has been short listed twice for the ACU national Literature Prize, is a double prize winner in the MPU International Poetry Prize, and Specially Commended in The Welsh Poetry Competition.
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