Meet Me At The Next Oasis Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Meet me at the next oasis.
With the continuing,
Of the taking of your notes.
And please keep me motvated,
As you have done with expressed disbelief.
This enables me to reveal each mirage,
With a vanishing of your ego...
To leave mine if I wished to have massaged.

Meet me at the next oasis.
Take notes.
I want it known to the others,
Which one of us is the joke.
You've convinced them my deeds,
Were nothing but a mirage.
But it is you with the ego.
I don't need mine massaged.

Meet me at the next oasis.
Since you perceive my visions are deluded.
Meet me at the next oasis.
Take notes I want it known to them 'and' shown,
Which one of us is the fool.