Pierre Rausch - CPU

Sword-blades, and shapeless projectiles
A friend inside a shapeless heir
Enorm pillow
Robbed in the pagoda osier
The friend inside you
Grisette & Polypore
Down the station beyond the
scratched pad

To service her Japonica virtue
Where are they?
You must enter again the
round
Are they themselves?
A central processor
Sassaf

Rented a crooked mourning
With four crossing birds
This heritage
Lie with religion in her cramp
Seventy years of peony
The postures
Homely house
Oh no, beginning to feel uncomfortable

Where are they?
Are they themselves?
A central processor
Monkey puzzle

Wax that ribs upon the ageing cloth
From the queer lodgings on four leg

Pierre Rausch

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