Stan Petrovich

Rookie - 198 Points (10/27/1950 / Fort Riley, KS)

Ah, Trivial Compensation - Poem by Stan Petrovich

Sit in the summer's rare breeze-
Should be a pleasure for a suffering man,
But spies alight from every corner,
From electronic device,
To make an innocent reprise
Into a naughty behavior:
My pants remain,
I do not engage in smalltalk with beatiful strangers:
I fashion lines like these,
To force back the gloomy insolence that lurks
And festers within.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 14, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 16, 2011


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