Open It To Read The Contents Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

The best conversations,
People seem to have had...
In days gone and now in the past,
Are those who appear...
To be within listening distance,
Pretending to give their attention.
And those with them,
Eventually pretending to talk to themselves!

'I don't understand a 'thing' that's going on today! '

~I understood yesterday to comment on them.
But then when they were mentioned,
You wanted to discuss the dust still left...
On the brand new car you had just waxed.~

'It's strange how repossessions can bring people closer.
Isn't it? '

~I've never been that closely attached to things.
With the making them the center of my life.~

'Oh really?
So what you are 'trying' to say?
If I hadn't had my 'things' repossessed,
I'd be looking at life in a different way? '

~Not necessarily.
But you must admit,
Your concerns have become more serious...
Than keeping your mind on what impresses to address.~

The best conversations,
People seem to have had...
In days gone and now in the past,
Are those who appear...
To be within listening distance,
Pretending to give their attention.
And those with them,
Eventually pretending to talk to themselves!

And now...
More people are finding themselves,
Not only reading from the same book...
But looking beyond the cover,
To actually discover they have skipped a few pages...
Needing together to review.
'Repeat what you said.'

~We both have had the same book.
Open it to read the contents.
And stop staring at the cover.~