Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

I know of a place,
Where people know others
By what has been told to them.
People will say, 'Oh, I know 'them'.
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I understand your game too well.
And I don't want to play it.
You say we can rekindle a relationship?
Get over our past mistakes...
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They're robbing Peter,
To pay Paul on their debts.
And things are getting out of hand...
To leave some feeling quite upset.
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'Their explanations are totally ridiculous.'

I know it and you know it.
But we are suppose not to show that we know.
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Quiet.
Peaceful.
And not one syllable,
Of a cuss word heard.
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Contiguous is this connection meant.
With a weaving embracing an intention,
Of our sentiments.
The only absence felt...
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Now you say you understand.
And I am expected to accept,
Whatever it is you comprehend.
After several years of ending,
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What can be said to those who are 'not'
Deaf, dumb or blind?
It seems as though they have been processed,
On an assembly line.
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If the beginning had not ended...
Would we find a need to be in discussion,
About addressing its start?
Again?
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People who inflict pain on others,
Do not feel the intensity of it.
But they are quick to seek
A forgetting in one's forgiveness.
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