Shining On The First Time Poem by Pierre Rausch

Think from day to day
Maybe, likely
The usual suspects, the customary missed
Could you maybe explain
Like any good magic trick
Would summarize he'd understand
Shining on the first times
We don't know it
Owing the courts in phantasm
Many yet, even the first
Fleeing in telling
That may be an illusion
There the creation of the earth
Brussels in the vault
Tempered evening, lost sleep
That outer signs prevail
Shining on the first time
Me and my father are one
Tracy plans her route
Exactly
A combination of a button
Exactly
Some plastic existence
Lay next to me
On screen the world is better
Be that help to me
On screen consulting matters
To have grounds for complaints
We felt that although afterwards
Have a medley in the passage
Induction in an inner smile
He had got to it
Shining on the first time