Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Am I still angry?
Not anymore.
Not since I've learned to recognize,
The beginnings of a headache.
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Whether embellished by the use of implication.
Whether embellished by the use of assumption.
Whether embellished by the use of innuendo.
A double entendre has been done to purposely do.
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Let's not carry on our backs,
Accepted agonies anticipated.
Let's take steps to rid ourselves,
Of those deficiencies...
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Can you save me from myself?
Will you be there to catch me...
When calling breezes invite,
To greet my fall from an open window?
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People refusing to listen,
Create their own dilemmas.
They believe an enforcement done,
Of their wishes...
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You know what you want
And what you want
You know you don't want that with me.
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There is nothing here you left but lint.
Maybe dust.
And I can claim that since I pay the rent...
After making many adjustments!
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Everyday,
All of us are given opportunities...
To explore and adventure,
Another aspect of life...
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I've got to reach.
Waiting around until a wilting begins,
From a blooming done...
Is a welcome I've noticed,
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Where is the caring done,
Anymore.
And,
In what valley?
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