Pierre Rausch Poems

And leaned back against the wall
A cabinet in a corner
It's a beautiful, wonderful place
I will take matters into my own hands
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Because it would be superfluous
Into the spaces between her photo
See herself surrounded
Somehow she has to get in
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What made you quit
As though from the pressure
With babies in the house
No wonder shooting each other
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This is your shot of saving the marriage
You poor thing come on, we're going to South America
You ain't gonna miss the whole trip
I can't speak Spanish very good
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Don't let any body down
I bought you this
A stone idol by regular sacrifice
Lot of bicycles, but no subway
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Light up like a spark, a battered
Pick up which is in the lot
The plane would be over Europe
It is sometimes necessary
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“Theme: Traffic signs, reglementation”
“Bridge: table manners”
Rush hour:
She sits in the car, turns to the right, picks up the phone
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The only one who'd really believe
Very chatty and nice, hard to resist
Movie portrayals on the trail of each story
Easy haircut, creamy retro sunglasses
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And opened my laptop to check the mails
Watching silly sitcoms on TV
I closed my eyes for a second
She had that effect on us
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No longer endured it's captivity
How wonderful the talisman might be
Here and there and everywhere
A sisal platform on the lawn
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