With The Meat Of The Dirt First Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Maintaining one's privacy,
Can become for some more adventurous...
Than another who chooses to live life,
Exposed and left open...
Like a book with highlighted pages.

Those that don't know what goes on in one's life,
Are more than likely...
To create an excitement that does not exist.
With a leaving of one who has decided,
Privacy to live is better than none.
Since a doing of this provides a variety of options,
From which to pick...
That those with their noses in other folks' business,
Have already determined one who is private lives to exist.

Maintaining one's privacy,
Can become for some more adventurous...
Than another who chooses to live life,
Exposed and left open...
Like a book with emphasis on highlighted pages.

'I haven't seen you in quite some time.
Although I do hear of your activities quite often.'

~Oh?
Do you mind sharing?
Just a second I have a pad and pen.
Repeat what you've heard slowly,
I want to be sure I get every word.~

'Stop joking.'

~Okay, I will.
But...If I do,
Will you still reveal the details?
There are some things I've done,
I want remembered not to forget.
With the meat of the dirt first.
Go straight to the controversies.
I love those.~

'If I didn't know any better,
I would think that you were serious.'

~Here.
I'm smiling.
Now...
Go ahead.~