I Don't Know What To Tell You (All The Days) Poem by Pierre Rausch

Impatience was young
Conducting risen lights
What I see in the eye
I tell you
Through the ornamentation
A climbing exultation
That is needed in advance
Sterling significance
The steps turning downtown
And they need the stipulation
That you have been telling of
Then we arrive in New Orleans
Estranged from each other
Everyone settled the casual mind
Advised her against it
A schoolboy was something
That is how we're loved
Couldn't find the bandages
Estranged from each other
Everyone settled the casual mind
Friday afternoon for the beam
Not every minor one
Succeeding to lampoons
And success in the whelm
And eat a salad
That will help you over
The eucalyptus light inside
You're fine again
On a blue coast
What science knows best
Was great restraint