Lawrence S. Pertillar
That's What This Process Is - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
If there is anything I've ever done,
That has not been true to the gift I was given.
And represented to invoke the growth,
And the understanding of it.
I think that would be okay!
I've laid down some 'art'.
Not the greatest.
And perhaps rated,
As not my best effort.
I will be the first to agree.
I am still in My Father's
There is going to be some blemishes,
Who doesn't know that's what this process is?
If it is not...
I am not the one to argue over your assessment,
About this and whatever this is we are living.
Would you agree with what?
'Would I agree with what? '
That we are living?
'Man, I don't know what you're talking about.
You left me when you began opening your mouth.
Whenever your eyes start to glaze over...
I know you are about to receive a whiff,
Of some self contained joy.
If I'm not mistaken.
I believe I asked you,
If you wanted to go to Eddie's and play pool! ?
'...I've laid down some art.'
What in the hell does that mean?
I've laid some down too.
And I was glad when that 'art' departed.
I can do a lap dance better than that! '
I think we are understanding the same thing.
My depictions do add a bit of 'color'.
'You drinkin' Jack 'and' smokin' crack? '
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