Out Of The Question Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Out Of The Question



You've asked me to do something,
You believe I am able to do.
I've never been able to look through walls.
Or believe sincerity,
From eyes accustomed to staying fixed and lifeless.

To read your mind is out of the question.
I'd rather read a comic book.
At least I'm guaranteed some content.
With a little animation.
And a lot of imagination.

I aint hardly into you like that!

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