Within The Vicinity Of My Tolerance Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Please.
There is no need for you to poster,
With a generous showing at my parade.
Or try to steal my thunder,
While under my light!

You have no idea,
What it took...
To allow you to breathe,
Within the vicinity of my tolerance.

If I had not saved you from a lowlife.
We'd be still satisfying our mutual temptations.
None by which did either one of us good.
No matter how discreet our current sweet pleasures.
Enjoyed in guilt.
But...
Nevertheless,
Enjoyed!

However...
Sharing light, adulation and applause?
Has me still in recovery.
Doing the best I can...
To pull away from those addictions.
They will not be shared.
Some folks kill...
If they can not get their next 'fix' on,
And quick!
I'm not like that.
I'm a raging cusser!
Please don't make me cuss,
Then later beg me to...
Favor you with my love!

Anything else you ask from me is fine.
But for now in this moment,
Remove your behind from between my fans...
And an impatient Mother Nature.

'To the left, to the left!
Take more steps...
To the left, to the left! '