Your Heart

I told the truth
and look where it got me
I should have written about
the secret rivers
under Toronto
and the trials
of the Faculty Club
but no
I pulled the heart
out of a breast
and showed to everyone
the names of D-d
engraved upon it
I’m sorry it was
your heart
and not mine
I had no heart worth the reading
but I had the knife
and the temple
O my love
don’t you know that we have been killed
and that we died together

Leonard Cohen (b.1934)