Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Run,
A hider discreetly does.
And in fear!
But from whom?
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Notoriety and wealth,
Are heavyweights to bear.
For one who can not appear anywhere,
To publicly go unnoticed.
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'I am losing the freshness of my garden, '
She said.
Staring at me as she reached for my hand.
And anticipating my response.
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Often brought to the edge,
By an overheard interpretation....
Taken out of context.
Only to be asked to be forgiven,
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Beat me up with your modifications,
With your sense of falsities..
But,
What you see in me is what you get.
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There are those who may choose to die.
For whatever reason...
Eyes are wanting to feel,
A realness and not a friction to absorb.
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What is it that you need,
To interrupt your love for suffering?
Do you need a lot of...
Discipline.
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People love to treasure those images made.
Those images created to help them escape,
From depictions of reality.
And the way the displaying of it is portrayed.
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One's formal education financed,
Through payment of installments...
With an assistance one may get,
From various outside grants to chase.
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How can anyone be judged and tried,
And sentenced for any wrong doing.
In places known to be delusional,
And fantasized.
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