Ready To Go Poem by Pierre Rausch

Ready To Go



I won't let her go
She can go by herself
Antoine de Intersexuality
His conversation with her daughter
I'm much too practical
Take him who has believe
A prophet who does not listen
From there on they took care
Where are they now
While hoping that care takes place
And the creativity floats
Where your train arrives
And the phone rings
A thought of a house
And a pink, yellow-orange sky
Washing her hands even
Would you let someone clean your studio
What wasn't making progress
A grey, red color shape
I won't let her go
Ready to go
A source of happy messages
Ready to go
A further seal beside

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