Pierre Rausch Poems

A wandering soul in the heart of Avalon
One of the few attractions of dried plaster
The way she'd touch and smell
Do you have anyone living here with you
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An invisible stain
That she too could produce
But I had forgotten love
When you're like that all the time
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All day passes by
When you wake up late
All night it's the same
When Miss Banks is on stage
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Eyes on the bottom panel of the window
They might stand in the parking lot
I shouldn't have touched the window at all
Since we all belong each other
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I did hear about that, yes
Put that thing away
I don't blame you for this
I don't think this way
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You're free to go
You better go back down
I walked and headed to the payphone
We checked out and dropped
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Armed with a pen and notebook
You tell me what game it is
The city-centre housing
Keeping the company up to date
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We'll go on the road trip
What right did she have
New Wave wonders Rock and Roll
Left offices about eight that night
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One more minute, I'm overtired
If you're first., you're first
Forgotten dreams, watch yourself
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You are one lucky girl
It must be pretty special
Could be so stunning
Wedding gown, husband, priest
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