Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Oh...
I can get dark and thick with it.
I can pluck your nerves...
And nit pick.
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Who in a population of game players,
Is satisfied with just one sacrifice to commit?
In the land of misunderstandings...
Where folks pray and worship,
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I have no interest,
To be among the top!
I desire to be at the top.
Looking with a grateful proudness...
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Your beliefs are fading faster than a speeding bullet.
Quicker than belts can be located between a young man's waist...
And his knees.
Exposing his crack and undies.
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I don't drip or sob tears.
Like some who have a gift for it.
I am exposed everyday...
To pain and sorrow.
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There are things I don't know.
Will you hold me to demands...
I make you understand,
That which I don't know.
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You can't define the single life.
Unless you're doing it.
And not for kicks.
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What difference does it make,
Whose heart you take and break?
What difference will you fake next...
If you say you've made mistakes,
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I do not desire to be an apparition,
Of a faded youth.
I do want to feel healthy...
And continue that as my pursuit.
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I have come to admire,
Those labelled as insane.
At least they are not the ones considered 'normal'.
And one day they've lost their mind and brains.
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