Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Unconscious assimilation,
To seduce one into conversation?
Perhaps.
But there are some with realities,
...

Any comments you make,
About activities of others...
You assess as being fake.
Has been associated,
...

Here is the deal.
I am not afraid to give.
Nor make foolish mistakes.
Sometimes done,
...

Feed me unfed delusions.
If you believe me to be that unconscious.
Too slick and greasy has been the sleaze.
Even as I observe the deceit,
...

When,
A stretching ends.
A yawn begins.
When that stretching ends.
...

You moronic imbecile.
What makes you think,
Your insignificance deserves attention?
You are nothing but a worthless piece of manure.
...

There are many who can not believe,
Their point of view and plastic protected lives...
Is not a dream to crave for by millions of people.
Those who seem to be fighting for their rights,
...

That which once worked,
And relied upon to patch quarrels...
Before guns and knives were used,
To prove one to be upset with another.
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It is difficult..
It is.
To have feelings of hate,
When exposed to both sides of love.
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There our senses touch.

In the fields of...
Fresh grass scented.
...