Improvisations Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

And in conclusion...
You pretended too many times too long.
Too many times you claimed I was the one wrong.
And to me it matters not,
If that is argued until your lips drag and drop.
I'ved stopped my mental rendevous with you.
We've touched too much disgust together,
And we're through...dust busted.
Shakened up from the crusting rust.
This is what you wanted to do,
Since someone else laid their eyes on you!

Someone you trained to remain patient.
Sweeping you up in deluded imagination.
With unseen flings to chase!

Jealousy?
That act has been wasted!

How about a disrespect shown,
That others see!
A pride divided I enjoyed carrying high,
Until I stopped watching you mock...
Me and everything about me I am not!

Jealousy?
I wanted to dropp kick you then!
But common sense covered me...
Revealing you had none!

I'm not going to wonder,
Or try to remember back 'when'...
When all of this crap for us started to begin.
I am not the type to defend an excited action gone.
Or repeat to your satisfaction...
Add and not subtract,
Exact times I was wrong!

You get on this cycle and like to ride the nerves,
Until they are raw and ready to flair.
I recognized all movements you have disguised,
And overused with few to spare.

You pretended too many times too long.
Too many celebrated anniversaries!
And one too many of those
Left us cold shouldered
In romantic candlelight,
With flowers and wine...
And our own sad songs!

And to me it matters not,
If that is argued until your lips drag and drop.
I'ved stopped my mental rendevous with you.
We've touched too much disgust together.
This membership I wish not to renew.
And we're through!
This is what you wanted to do,
Since someone else laid their eyes on you!
Slipping to your side,
With the offer to supply...
A dose of 'cheat-on-your-spouse' poison!

Jealousy?
How about a disrespect shown,
That others see!
How about a fading love.
Disappearing quietly.
As you prepare to strap on quick,
Issues back to back like these...
Forgetting they have been shrugged,
And swept under a rug...
Allowing them to bugged us constantly.

I've exterminated the causes!

Jealously is not what I'm feeling,
As I pace and retrace my steps.
I think I've acquired the taste,
To eliminate hesitation!
I'll grab my coat and get up and go.
Unless there is another routine,
You'd like to audition for future scenes?

And don't worry about perfecting it.
You tend to over-rehearse...
Leading one to think,
Even your improvisatons stink...
And should have improved by now? !

But then again,
That might offend.
Since I'm the only one...
Who has had the privilege to know!
Yet keeping appearances of suspense,
Is one of your best attributes!