In The House Poem by Pierre Rausch

Open the door with your key
And if you walk into the house,
You are for twenty, for thirty minutes tranquil, alone
Then, you can cover your wounds with a bandage,
If you're standing in ruins down the block
If chaired walls, gasping facades

Abandoned husks, where people life,
That it's not a look to keep you in the house
I've waited so long,
Meet me in Manhattan, Meet me in Carolina
Meet me in Frisco, in Houston, on the beaches of LA

Don't turn the play
Hold it like nothing
A starring shift
Thirty tranquilizers
A starring shift
And you have walked inside

Meet me in Manhattan, Meet me in Carolina
Meet me in Frisco, in Houston, on the beaches of L.A.
Abandoned husks, where people live,
That it's not a play to hold you in the house
I've waited so long, (now) look at my life