Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 97,283 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Fixed To Fit Mode - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I've never said anything to you,
I did not mean.
My record for being direct,
Should not in your mind be questioned.
But often it is.
You are prepared to be defensive.
And if I chose to be more basic,
You would believe I intend to offend.

It is just in the way you wish to hear my words.
You are seeking a definition to satisfy...
What you believe is my intent.
With alternative meanings.
Instead of comprehending,
With active listening skills...
What to you I am saying.
But...
Reacting to assumptions,
Is the basis of our lack of communication.
And your willingness to stay on fixed to fit mode.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 5, 2011


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