Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Once when you leave it,
The magic of it doesn't come back.
When you leave it,
The mystery of it is gone.
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Questions asked,
Of you with anticipated answers to get...
Are left questioned to dismiss.
And yet...
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Safe placements...
With an altering of my given nature,
To display a faked tolerance and patience.
As I appease anyone becoming uneasy,
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Slipping to slide does not end an influence known,
Of those who are followed...
And have shown repeatedly to produce quality.
Since a quality that shines from them,
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Accept flaws as a cause.
And a purpose not a curse,
To self inflict abuse to thirst.

Accept blemishes as a definition.
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Bright lights are dimming quick.
A curtain slowly closes,
To permit those final bows.
As performers leave a stage,
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Too slow to get it.
And too ill-equipped to admit.
Like many who are born to believe,
A doing as they please is their destiny.
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Those who have lied and in a secret spying,
And hired other spies to snoop for them...
Are now accusing those snoops of treason.
For reasons to suspect them of betrayal,
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Conflicting hypocrisies will always find depictions,
With descriptions to define in terms accepted.
And with the use of excuses to protect denials.
Yet placed on trial is anyone suspected,
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I can tell when you have arrived.
Your energy is unquestioned.
As your presence is felt,
The air becomes electrodynamic!
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