I'd rather kill myself, than you - ooooho <br />All times have been watching <br />All lifelong from morning from evening <br />When you tore the house down <br />In the house therefore a single town <br />Your room there burns the fie-candles <br />And you're not there to sample <br />Your gay gowns step into to the front <br />The flames swing in the dirty hunt <br />Crinoline, silence the wall, bring chews in overalls <br />You fell down and with you fell young million <br />Tor these flags these fled hood (in) these peons <br />That kills myself than questions your pride, an elegy on them polish tribe <br />They split up the butterflies dreamcolors what landscapes allied <br />Out of firewalls and thunderstruck <br />Struck the wet, stick the linen when we suck<br /><br />Pierre Rausch<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/searching-163/
