Jericho Lilac Poem by Pierre Rausch

Scours her fingers, would be far away her snare
Opens her hands to a taste beneath
Carries closed fingers (around clumsy tiles)
Her shots joggling in a soup, reliable, steady
Odor changes, committed, selfless
Steady blue eyes crank something up / Steady blue eyes, steady watchful
A broth far beneath, a knocking shop down under
Jericho steals

Quotes verdict, what I won't see
(His dead must have been frightening)
Cysts on relief, difficult to please
Jericho steals

Gathers on Chester nights, the Minster Abbey nationwide
Missiles they hadn't shot, lactation west/south the stalwart plot
None of them could ever feel so sheer
No Harlem to delete the west martyr
The leading architects with lacquer
Its a Harlem day-by-day
Open your eyes, feasible Mylar Battlefield
It's morrow dawns with morrow nights
The half-starved canyon /gathered/ nationwide/in nautical flight
Gathered in manege, assembled dancing a debris-siege
Jericho penetrates, Jericho pang, pang, Jericho, pang pang
Bracket with aperture, thousands where without
Yet another apparition of acoustics on earth
Armed pledges you can't rob
Mistreat raiders as pageant slot
Jericho steals
Jericho Lilac

He took her fingers far beneath her snare (neck)
Lethargic/Tired/Sleepy, chewing stolon as lady moon
His obvious procedure whacked her almost back
Dear Mylar Battlefield, an entire afternoon
Briefing, instructing the entire procedure
My caught takes place, (do us away in clear manifest,) yes,
Shoot me within
Shoot in bovine twist; do away within
My last caught is close by, our working abyss

Magnox, Cupro-nickel, (spiegeleisen) , constatan
Pewter, permalloy, (sometimes: terne) , ormolu, type metal
Look at the tubes, look at the gate, my prickles percolate in thorn fate
(Rather disturbed then late) perceive
Best Mylar, what she collected, where she's lying
Beguine, quadrille, hoedown, jitterbug
Charlston, minuet, farruca and gavotte
Knick-knack / Novelty / Navy militates against millennium
So image news, the milk train set on cadmium
The navy mail-boat is sleep and sleeper,
Picturesque growing, an oases, Madeira night, deep and deeper,
My catamaran, my trimaran, blue anorak and circlet jeans (to amalgamate)
Black and thin, through thick and thin, swiveling
Purpler, smaller a polo to drain den dust spiraling
Acoustic circumstance, block and tackle to rust
Beneath that simple rock a moderate cutthroat, moderate temper
Is it too late now to strip these strains in anger?
Foreign at crusade, the districts of New Hampshire to placate
Hoe down of us, illuminate our commotion, and cause this commotion