Complexus Life Poem by Pierre Rausch

But which was almost an escarpment on the side
Of two throls of the two great sepulchres
Sprayed, he told, closet
He told us of spoken now and then
Necked nails, but thumbed
Almost preacher, I saw guide
The vault, groin, scrape
In the praise that I saw

'Just runnin' feeling, just runnin' my mouth'
Innocent, an old man kind
Almost teacher, I saw guide
Save among the secret sky
Nor did I now, had he cried?
And this groin to scrape
Save among the secret sky

How could I betray my life
How could I enhance in danger

Sweat sleep arriving
The shell, nigh
Sweat motor on the rill
As being innocent,
Through the girded sky
Values to best friends
A man is where I've gone
It down to show
Crying at the last
Innocent, an old man kind

How could I betray my life
How could I enhance in danger
Dangerous blast