Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

They have become accustomed to failure...
They can not let it go.
They've become identified with it.
And that is wished to be bestowed.
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It has always been significant.
That blueprint.
It describes their events!
Time released...
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How do I know what I know?
I've accepted faith as my reward,
For understanding.
I've accepted the experience of stumbling...
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When my eyes are closed...
I am with thought.
If not sleeping.
When my eyes are open...
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If you knew how ridiculous I find you,
You would end your obsession
To impress you limitedness.
I don't regard you as competition,
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I've been accused of having wisdom.
And I smile and ask...
'When did that happen?
I felt like such a jerk in my past.'
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Sounds like something will be delivered,
To appease a taste for something once desired.
But...
Will it satisfy an addiction craved?
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