Up On The Beat And Rhythms Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Those validating a physicality,
As the utmost reality in their heads.
Are not into conversation.
They are seeking,
The next place to be seen.

Uncomfortable they are,
With themselves.
Or with an invisible presence,
Observing their every move.
Like the sense one gets,
When The Almighty pays...
An unannounced visit.

So...
These people choose,
Not to be alone for too long!
They want to be considered as...
Hip and with it peeps,
Up on the beat and rhythms.