The Intersection Poem by Pierre Rausch

The Intersection



You can always
A slop stain into
Referred to
What was it like
They told everything
Always a venture
A feeling to the bet
Carrying a vanilla shake
Think what it could be
About health synonyms
Deep set eyes
The same as ever
You can always
Took it to the lead
You can always
Actually booking clear
A name to sit upon
Always a venture

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