Confidential Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Confidential



The who.
The what.
Why where and when.
No longer if one chooses,
Is kept confidential.
Being discreet,
Use to mean keeping secret.
What today is publicly,
In view to be done on the streets.
The only thing left to one's imagination.
Is a desire to see anyone fully clothed.

These days eyes roam everywhere.
Unconcerned,
As to who knows they are being probed.
Slowly from head to toe.
And many volunteer.
With the use of the internet.
To expose all they can show.
While taking requests,
For pictures of their nakedness.

Even those with lovers.
Share their lovers with others.
To then confess.
Someone seen on the internet.
Had more to offer.
When seen undressed to impress.

The who.
What, where, when and why.
Few today try to keep confidential.
Except those older.
And just a few.
Who wish to keep secret,
The latest medications they take.
That helps them looking,
As youthful as they do.
Done without complaining of aches and pains.

Tuesday, September 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: secrecy
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