Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

'...i began to discover these scenes,
and repetitious themes in my mind.
as if there was a permanency i would miss,
if they did not exist!
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I have had issues,
And I can now admit...
I still have a problem forgiving
Those who in my face spit!
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After players have left the stage,
And the lights with excitement have dimmed...
On terrific performances given by them.
Cast away are masks adorned...
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Nothing done did you do,
Can be that easily dismissed...
From the act of you doing it.
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'Things' given symbolic status,
And valued higher with a standard...
Above that of a human being,
There is going to be a failure that unravels...
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I feel as if I'm in a vacant spin.
With a churning inside...
Going with a flowing,
My body moves...
...

Of course,
I will keep my expectations and aspirations high.
And I hope my ambitions to outdo myself,
Will not be interpreted by others...
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Open your windows.
Why suffocate,
Without fresh air to deeply breathe.
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People are not born to be...
Thoughtless.
Uncompassionate.
Inconsiderate.
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Sure.
I am always open for recommendations,
And suggestions.
I am not closed minded like that.
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