Durban Poison Poem by Pierre Rausch

A sick confluence one night
If they were on different sides
In the distance she heard
The familiar sound of poison
Let's roll a joint
And see who joins us
This isn't right
To turn and walk out

Durban poison all around
Durban poison and sensitive food
Round and round and back and forth
I am even more shocked

Like an old agenda
Please tell me you're ambiguous

Durban poison all around
Durban poison and sensitive food
Round and round and back and forth
I am even more shocked

The dining room and ancient spirit
The window to the second floor

Durban poison all around
Durban poison and sensitive food
Round and round and back and forth
I am even more shocked