Lawrence S. Pertillar
Repeated Repetitions - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Do you think I am not listening?
Or standing with hands on hips
Because they've grown tired,
Of being balled into fists!
And my fingertips have practiced,
But resist the feel of squeezing your neck.
I'm ready to choke you,
But prison for me is not next!
Why do I stay in this relationship?
When you continually ask to have your butt kicked?
You wished to be slapped around...
This I know.
Your lover does that and you like it so!
And your husband's boyfriend did that to you as well.
My wife and my lover tell me to tell you to go to hell!
It's these repeated repetitions,
I love that enhances our cheating!
I wish things were simple again.
When men and women stayed in the closet!
And didn't let diversity in sex pleasures,
Come between them!
Either sit down and cool off...
Or join the rest of us in bed,
The new neighbors will be here soon.
Her name is Nancy and his name is Ted!
And share some of that heat!
This time we'll be using the 800 thread sheets!
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