Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

You may choose to fool yourself,
With overused semantics.
To recreate definitions as you wish.
With an appeal to appease.
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Don't you wish my concerns,
Were more to your pleasing?
I'm sure you do.
This would eliminate,
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Why isn't my life filled with chaos?
I attempted to gain membership.
I was refused.
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'What is Love,
If there is no wounding done? '

Fantasized enchantment.
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The ones with egos,
Seem to always bring their mysteries...
To be addressed.
With a massaging done constantly.
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How much do you love me?
I'm going to leave if that is not confessed.

Why haven't you returned my calls?
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Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Statistically speaking.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom,
Statistically speaking.
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If you must limp alone across the finish line,
Do it and be proud.
You have no challengers to win this race.
Goals you've chosen,
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I remember once being told I was nothing but fluff.
With a life that would lead to nothing,
Because I was not made of the right stuff.
And purposely I see these folks.
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Unstrapped from an entrapping sadness.
And unwrapping sentiments.
With no lingering laments intended meant.
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