Strips Of Montaged Clips Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Zooming in with specific interest,
To examine strips of montaged clips...
Snipped and pieced together to depict,
People enjoying their decadence.

But only a few do I see,
Actually laboring to enable themselves...
With earnings gained to afford it.
While many others seem to lay around,
Looking for ways to get paid...
At someone else's expense.

'Have these pictures been doctored?
Have they been pasted together to represent,
A 'theme' you've chosen just to display a decadence? '

~Not at all.
They appear to be strips of montaged clips.
And I did no doctoring to alter the appearance.
Why do you ask me this? ~

'I do not object to the decadence.
I know for myself the tremendous expense of it.
However...
Besides the absence of psychiatrists,
Or anyone monitoring these social habits.
I can not believe the leeches I see,
Are welcomed as if they are tolerated.'

~No one can.
That's why my exhibits have been highly successful,
By those who come here to visit...
Disbelieving what I capture are facts.
And not re-enactments to attract.
How many copies do you want? ~

'How many can I get? '

~How much cash do you have?
I don't do lay-away or credit.~

'Gee.
I can give you my Mercedes? '

~What year is it? ~