Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

I am expected to be profound,
Without spewing profanities?
From bitten lips?
Whether naked or not,
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Vacant minds.
Fat behinds.
Gossiped innuendos,
As rampant as crime...
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The one chasing
Like a captor after prey...
Is only in it for the hunt,
Like one on the prowl...
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If it enters the mind,
It's going to find out why it's there.
You're going to act upon it.
It's going to be there knowing that.
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Time signature kept,
With a rhythmic tempo...
Coming to rest between beats.
Half steps met and seething sexiness,
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If I have to upset the cart,
To obtain a clarity of mind
That has not started...
Oh,
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I did not come to entertain you.
You have been detained.
To inspect for a thought process...
You may or may not possess.
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Ssssshhhh...
Will you stop with that!
We are not on a rapid decline.
We are exploring alternate shifts,
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Hold up!
Are you trying to make me notice you?
Or are you making a point,
That I am being ignored?
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They choose to be about nothing.
That's why they are about it!
It takes all their effort,
To get clothed to gossip.
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