Pierre Rausch Poems

He's got a cell phone and his own TV
Why couldn't they understand that
Another way of taking it
And the fever called « living » is conquered at last
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Clearly the voyagers meant no harm
For once hundred dollars each
The new equipment increased
That bit in the back of his neck
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Four paddles hit the water
The mountains grew in the day
Carrying a message to St. Louis
And grab a horse by the mane
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You recognized instantly that familiar song
What did concern you was your throat
The blanket had been reduced, step by step
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There is daylight, could tell that much
Without moving, the small touch
But the tinder caught, the dry grass
The curtain of silence, the whit soldiers pass
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Where have you been, anyway
I'm looking for examples
And I'll smile when I walk in
Look when I leave here
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His toys had been kept inside
And his mother asked him
Why were you letting her crawl all over you
That's all right, at least she is able to say sorry
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She was in the most feared condition, white and
hurt
Well, what else is there to say
She was silent
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I accepted the offer and joined the group
I will show you to your room
And went out onto the tiny balcony
Can you imagine how it is for me
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But you intend to implore her again
Swimming by the light of the silver moon
Tense and atmospheric
Looks like skin and dark hair
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