Caged Poem by Pierre Rausch

Then they winded it up
They turned it down
Reversed it
Blue accentuated
Much work and being tired
Clear in it's purpose
To work it out
Into the flute case
Fluid
Into the forest
Tenderness
I see now
As if they had
She started to dip
Anything for you
A sharp swinging sweetness
Electricity for the dragon
So intensely blue
The elevator to the first floor
And highlighted one of them
The chairman in two shifts
Diversifying our sound
Wondered what it would do
Maintain the freehold
Maybe they are not broken
Lift that head to see
He then proceeded
One man disguised
Hand close around
What you trusted in
On a property of an abstract painting
I guess that's better