Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

They are not yet frightened.
Believing what they face,
Can be easily erased...
With more deceit and strategies that manuever!
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Doing well.
No longer on 'that' mission,
To discover truth in insanity.
Or depth reflecting in clear eyes.
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I know I've been blessed!
How do I know that?
I've allowed you to dump your nonsense on me,
And I haven't 'blessed' you out!
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You are 'still' embarrassed
By open discussions regarding sex?
Although you condone violence
That is created without debate...
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Sometimes the right thing said,
Could be the wrong thing done...
When sharing conversation with someone.
Many are just not ready,
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Who am I?
When and where am I suppose to be me?
If it is not all about me...
Who is it about?
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Pain?
Is about as relevant
As a snow storm is
To someone living in San Antonio.
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So sad the world...
So cruel the fate that comes to creep
Upon those awaiting signals to advance
Abrupt revengeful rituals!
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Touch me!
Now close your eyes.
Touch me again.
'I can't!
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Left and lost...
Without love felt
To share on shitty city streets.
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