Glass Cutter Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

We are living in times...
When reality no longer rhymes
With delusional speeches,
Proclaiming things are doing just fine!

WANTED:
Eyes to meet mine.
Opened wide and accepting,
The closeness of my reflection.

We are living every moment tensed.
Convinced we are threatened,
By terrorist events!
Has anyone looked out of their windows?
Does anything click to make sense?

'I'm ready to get real with so much with one person! '
You 'feelin' me?
Act like you know!
Stop this interview process.
'I'm ready to get real with so much with one person! '
You 'feelin' me?
Act like you know!
Stop this interview process.

I know of no other way to 'say' commitment.
It has to be shown in a way I can see it!

WANTED:
Eyes to meet mine.
Opened wide and accepting,
The closeness of my reflection.

When someone gets that close to me
For a closeness of a reflection of me I see...
To become closer still to be here with me,
I will stop my search.
Until then...
Relax your pretensions.
I am sure you are not seeking a glass cutter?

Is there any other 'thing' you'd like to discuss?

We are living in times...
When reality no longer rhymes
With delusional speeches,
Proclaiming things are doing just fine!

Somehow the road to glory...
Has been a deceptive tool used!

WANTED:
Eyes to meet mine.
Opened wide and accepting,
The closeness of my reflection.
To meet me in the middle with a kiss.
Shattering a plastic existence that exists!

WANTED:
A giving without excuses meant.
And a lifting of resistance
Regrettably sent.
Wanted is someone who knows,
What being free of opposition means!
And has left throwing rocks to shock
The mocking of the unawakened,
Behind!