Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

My heart goes out,
To those unknown who carry...
In their minds they can not rid,
The fact...
...

How do I know times have changed,
And say that with a confidence?
I can say I've seen homosexuals and lesbians...
Engaged in public sex,
...

There is no time left,
To waste in contemplation.
Or sit in waiting for days to return,
To make the comforting of insecurities...
...

I am often amused,
By those electing to be suppressed...
In distressed environments.
And since they disrespect themselves,
...

I am...
Outraged.
Livid.
...

A sickness condoned,
Becomes a disease...
Too difficult to explain to cure or rid.
And tolerated for what it is,
...

I understand those,
Who chased the taste of money.
I also admire those,
Who stick to their convictions.
...

If you want to know more,
About what it is like to experience life.
Ignore everything you've heard about it.
And on your own,
...

I apologize if I offend you.
And those delusions you've been fed to keep.
But you see...
My life is not lived in Hollywood.
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Remember this...
Your curiosity,
Is not my fantasy to feed.
If you find that I have become boring.
...