Underneath Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Not engaged or devoted,
To that which makes someone happy...
Leads that person to hang on to the hopes,
That impressed neighbors will find their external images,
Shown...
Will ignite successful conversation on surfaced levels.
Even though they are disliked behind shut doors.

It is underneath...
One feels untouched.
It is underneath...
No depth is reached.
And it is underneath one keeps the re-creation,
Of intended pretentions.
As if this is sought by one who seeks.
As if in the doing...
One is not exposed!
And it is kept underneath,
One's true feelings...
Which are chosen to remain standoffish,
Distant, cold and left closed.