Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

In times when forgetting is instant.
And encouraged.
There are still some places,
In which to have a good memory poses a threat.
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Doesn't it seem to be extremely easy,
To discredit someone who appears to be defenseless?
Someone easy to attack, undermine and trick.
Because they 'seem' to lack or be without allies?
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Clear a path for those who approach,
Carrying their excessive baggage.
They will seek assistance,
From anyone within distance...
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When assumptions have become,
The reality by which one lives...
There is not a thing anyone can do,
To curtail their love of gossip.
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A single thread of illness,
One has in mind...
And accepted over time,
Will eventually fray what has been sewn...
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Ambrosial scents,
I begin to sense.
Perfume of the gods...
Enticing with temptation.
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Have you ever been ASKED,
To be 'disrespected'?
Then given a look of disbelief,
When the request has been rejected?
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There IS something advantageous,
That comes to one...
Who has those unsuspecting experiences,
Acquired early and when one had been young.
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I once convinced myself,
I could curb my sarcastic wit.
And for all of ten minutes,
I tolerated my enforced patience.
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Interactive,
And a catalyst that captures...
And a catalyst that captures,
Manufactures what it matches...
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