Pierre Rausch Poems

If you're willing to play it for me
And look at it in amazement
A coat of persuasion, a matter of convenience
Of white-blonde hair fallen to the shoulders
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Circus Psycho Clown stalks in the dark
No woman to bait a spark
Women are people on an ark
Circus Psycho Clown stalks in the dark
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She remained where she was
Careful not to move too quickly
Her pleasure and her dignity
But something else beside
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The unusually warm weather
That it was her future they were discussing
And what it meant to her
Carrying a large wicker basket under the arms
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After loading the basket with logs
The great heavy banks of air part
That the publishers had send him two copies
And he had thought Jesse might like one
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Now to be fair, it was considered
If you try to give up
Parked on the other side
We're living in dangerous times
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Actually crashing down the floor
This might be the right job
Bought the « Wanted » shirt
Had just thrown it in
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You are happy to be here
So affectionate, content
As you do it now
Looking suddenly around
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They were cool about it
It's like an attachment
Something that's been before
I couldn't find a matching pair
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Pulled of someone's clothesline
Waved the piece of sheet music in front of his face
Settling the cat on my lap
Maybe I am more of an outsider then I realize
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