Pierre Rausch

Rookie (24.01.1982 / Luxembourg)

The Sun - Poem by Pierre Rausch

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The congregation of the sun
Privatization, unleaded hoc
Drive slowly while you sleep
Since I finger on the loose

Branches that corrode
Energy

Tonight I will free you from the sun
Loose limped, an event
Tonight I would free you
Loose limped, loose fingered

The privation from the sun
In a slaughter, a sunbed
Supple, lithe, agile
When I'd finger
Branches that corrode
Branches that trigger
The branches that in the wound that trigger
Tonight I will free you from the sun
Loose limped, an event
Are you welcome, are you free, an alternatvie use
The underworld assured and legal matters


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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, August 5, 2013


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