When The Lights Go Out Poem by Pierre Rausch

It was the Baroque music
And then what?
And we all could take
What's happening to me
Works of darkness
Won't they say
The proof of what shall stay
And went to an outlet
Why did we search?
The mystery of sympathy
An earthquake in Taiwan
A typhoon over the Atlantic
When the lights go out
A used habit
Go to the neighbor door
They are late
The natural conversation
Dark voices in my head
The superior manner
When the lights go out
She would have presumed