Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Little left there is,
That can be covered up.
Or dressed over by sweetened scents.
Nor can flavored speeches given,
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Stepping aboard and accepting,
A new and different voyage.
Beyond perceptions of impossibilites.
When it is witnessed on a daily basis,
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The most important lessons to learn,
For some become regarded...
As a pointless waste of their time.
And that depends on the appearance,
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No used or borrowed love,
Have I ever sat to wish...
From anyone to get.
Nor do leftovers sit in my mind,
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Somebody goes to welcome,
What nobody lives yet knows.

Why do so many wrestle with thoughts,
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Time tames...
Those remaining fixed and stubborn.
A few knocks on the head,
Loosens up that rock to roll.
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Avoided.
Destination: Hate!
Aborted.
A doing of a wasted time,
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Who made the acceptance,
Of a nonsense enjoyed.
And a must to have to exploit,
As a wholesome deed.
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Only the witless,
Will believe they can compare...
Pears with grapes
To have a similar taste.
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I find you repulsive.
Obnoxious.
Offensive and tasteless.
Especially your statements made,
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