Sticky Fingerprints Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Sticky Fingerprints



How can you take what is mine,
Away from me?
And excuse that act,
As something that you do?

I've heard of those addicted,
Do the same thing too!
And not care a bit about,
Who they choose to screw.

And you do it to me,
Like I'm a fool to use.
But I am not the one...
You can use and abuse.

How can you lie and fake,
Honesty and trust?
When your sticky fingerprints,
Are slick with each touch.

And you do it to me,
Like I'm a fool to use.
But I am not the one...
You can use and abuse.

I've heard of those addicted,
Do the same thing too!
And not care a bit about,
Who they choose to screw.

How can you take what is mine,
Away from me?
And excuse that act,
As something that you do?

And you do it to me,
Like I'm a fool to use.
But I am not the one...
You can use and abuse.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Channel Sanderson 19 February 2009

It seems hard to me to get an idea across in such short form. But you did it. Good job.

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