Only You Made Your Own Selections Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

You don't like the way that was said?
Too tart.
Too bitter.
Too direct.
Stick around.
That was only the tip of the iceberg,
Floating around without exposing depth.
From that set you inspect.

Continue if you wish,
To get even more upset.

And since you are seeking that which to dislike...
But somehow delight in the inviting of it.
Trust me...
What comes is going to feed your negative appetite.
To bite, chew and digest as you despise.
Think of it as dessert that pops your eyes.

Since from that menu...
Only you made your own selections.
There are others I would suggest,
But you are the keeper of your own requests.
So...
Enjoy!
And if you wish to annoy...
Keep that to yourself.