Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

There is no Santa Claus
Bearing gifts flying in the skies
with reindeer.
And yet...
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Tomorrow comes too often,
To one listening to promises unfulfilled.
Today thoughts are delayed,
For decisions that aren't made.
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After attracting my attention,
Then using tactics to slander me...
With the aid of my friends and family.
And upgrading degrading techniques,
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Did you come,
To hush or mum?
Sneaking silently...
To quiet our fun then leave?
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Some are about 'things'.
And some 'things' they will never be about!
So what's the big deal?
The percentage of all butts...
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You don't have to take my word for anything.
Let's make this simple.
Remember the hair samples you took from my ass?
Use that to verify my movements.
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My integrity is not for sale.
Nor is the truth that fills my soul
To be bargained away.
No matter how high their noses rise,
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You know I know
You think I'm indecisive.

I know you know
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Haven't we once touched upon this before?
Haven't we both together paced...
Back and forth upon these floors?
Haven't we sat,
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How deep is pain once felt and feeling?
The slightest pinch could send one to the edge.
Who is there to measure this grief?
As the one inflicted stares without relief.
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