LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, MR. LEONARD COHEN.
Poetry is not
an occupation but a verdict.
“Caveat emptor” the poet writes
on the bathroom wall.
He teaches us to stay awake
in the presence of so many plastic surgeons,
that live off collagen
and ignore the silence
of stones.
As long as I keep searching for words
I will not sleep,
my spirit will rebel
it will protest against that inferior death,
such a foolish tradition.
Some day I too wish to become
another recluse of Hydra,
forever caged in its long hairs,
its delta eyes.
—Flor Aguilera