Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

When I announced to you,
I wanted to be left alone.
Did you think that brick wall,
I built to surround myself...
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From the beginning...
We all feed on those perceptions fed.
To feel an acceptance...
Of a normality taught,
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Nothing is meant to stay fluffed up,
With a fluffed up stuff that's tough.
And that which climbs to the top,
Comes down.
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May these times lived,
Be those times we now live in...
With the acknowledgement,
That if these times lived did not exist...
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Hypothetically insinuated,
Or suggested by opinion.
A picture paints what the message is.
If it is subjected on a focus...
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War and crediting greed,
Are two components sustained...
That will eventually diminish one's feeding.
But then...
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I have been a grown man aging.
With a wealth of diversified experiences.
And for anyone to mention,
What is perceived to be my sexual preference.
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Without you,
To have never known of your presence...
I would be now as I live,
Without.
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Secrets...
That are kept,
Are secrets...
That may be wept.
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That one who comes,
Appearing to block our way.
May just be the one...
Who affords us more time,
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