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Intended to Keep Them Peacocking

Slipping from a pinnacle,
Clawed from a sudden drop...
And open to cynical remarks to start.
Apart from those of mine already made,
It seemed as though...
They would have taken what was said,
To save themselves.
Instead of turning their backs to lay blame,
On others to attack!
With excuses stale and lame.

And now this slide is all that can be seen!
Reminding those who approved and chose this route...
How mean and cruel these scenes can be!
And comments made to correct such 'downgrades'...
Were intended to keep them peacocking about.
Initially!

But they really didn't 'get it'!
And received a booting regretted.
With their shouting and upset pouting,
Leaving them...
Left out!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You and Your Neighbor

You are correct!
I will not get upset,
Over those things your neighbor
Has done to you.
Nor do I care about those things shared,
The two of you choose to do!

You and your neighbor,
Have been doing what you do for years.
That what has been done now escalates?
Is none of my business.
I've never been invited on your discreet escapades.
And today I could care less,
About this mess going on between you two.

You are correct!
I will not get upset,
Over those things your neighbor
Has done to you.
Nor do I care about those things shared,
The two of you choose to do!

Remember then when I made my comments?
And you said to me,
My comments made were making you about to vomit?
You should have purged then!
Not today!
When you're knee deep in the mess you are in!

You are correct!
I will not get upset,
Over those things your neighbor
Has done to you.
If anything,
I congratulate you both!
You have graduated from avoidable ignorance...
To flat out public scrutiny that is assessed as stupidity.

No!
I do not want a cup of coffee.
I prefer these days to walk in peace,
And alone!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Did These Realities Begin

It has become for them easy,
To finger point, backstab, ridicule and blame.
With a dumping done of a nonsense,
To defame and shame...
Those who make attempts to correct,
The havoc of the ones who have chosen excuses...
To defend.

Relieving themselves of accountability.
And a history of backing themselves up against a wall.

But how can they explain,
An extravagant taste to market and promote decadence...
As a way of life advertised and enforced.
And a cause and reason.
For their failures they now wish to divorce.

And every bit of this has been a conscious effort to implement,
As standards they value with a pride they prize.
If not...
How did these realities begin,
For them to deny their existence.
As they stood on the backs,
Of those they held to suppress and attack to climb to heights.
To achieve the pinnacle...
Of accusations?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From The Moment You Awakened

From the moment you awakened,
To face a new day.
As fresh as the leaving,
Of scented morning dew.
It was you who made decisions,
To address as you presented yourself...
With choices you alone made.

From the moment you awakened,
Until you made accusations...
To place blame on someone else,
For that which you alone chose to do...
Is to say to anyone within listening distance,
From the moment you awakened...
To face the day,
You premeditated to find excuses to make.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Long In Happiness

Did you expect to find me saddened?
Returning as a 'gift' to lift my spirits,
From darkened caverns of despair?
Hoping to build and boost me as your new project...
As you coached me through a narrow tunnel vision!
Something you suspect,
You placed and left there...
By a quick and regretted decision?

You have an expression of shock I witness.
Neither am I bitter...
Nor has hope for me been stopped!
Are you surprised I have no tears to drop?
What are you planning to plot on this 'visit'?

When you left without explanation...
And I saw you unexpectedly,
With a ticket to board a train at the station.
I knew right then you were setting me free!
I admit I was then a bit upset...
But something came over me!
I wasn't angry upon this sight I met!

I saw myself with a life you had stalled.
I chose to heal...
I chose to stand tall.
After bouts with doubts you left.
And after my emotions were torn as I crawled!
Realizing you were the one that had done this all...
I never looked back!
You made me see you were not worth that!
You made it clear you were not my destiny.
That was definitely a 'no no' for me!

Did you expect to find me saddened?
Returning as a 'gift' to lift my spirits,
From darkened caverns of despair?
Hoping to build and boost me as your new project...
As you coached me through a narrow tunnel vision!
Something you suspect,
You placed and left there...
By a quick and regretted decision?

I'll prepare you lunch.
And when you are done...
Disappear.
I wont allow you to smog my fresh atmosphere!
Is it clear...
I have been too long in happiness without you?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stripped, Clawed and Flawed

Too many rather skip to a bar and nip.
Until they feel an alcoholic 'trip'.
And sit refusing to admit...
They're drowning denials that cause them fits.

Too many feel henpecked and nitpicked.
By spouses ripping them to bits.
And they choose then to bemoan their whims.
With others near,
Befriending them!

Spending every dime and feeling sick.
Leaving drunk with no left tip!
Stripped, clawed and flawed,
From a baring of emotions felt so raw!

Spending every dime and feeling sick.
Leaving drunk with no left tip!
Stripped, clawed and flawed.
And wishing they had not flapped,
Or dropped jaws.

Stripped, clawed and flawed,
From a baring of emotions felt so raw!
Around strangers who now know all!
And wishing they had not dropped jaws.

Stripped,
Clawed and flawed.
From a baring of emotions felt so raw!
Around strangers who now know all!
And wishing they had not dropped jaws!

Stripped,
Clawed and flawed.

'You left me not tip? '

Flawed and clawed.

'You left me not tip? '

Clawed and flawed

'You left me not tip? '

Flawed and clawed.

Stripped,
Clawed and flawed.

'You left me not tip? '

Flawed and clawed.

'You left me not tip? '

Clawed and flawed.

'You left me not tip? '

Flawed and clawed.

Stripped,
Clawed and flawed!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Just Want to Touch My Plastic

You just want to touch my plastic.
And qualify yourself,
As someone entwined...
In a relationship with me,
Of some kind.

One that defines you,
Approved to exhaust me of funds.
With an accepted aggrevation made,
To deplete me quick.
Applying a 'get-it-and-run' trick trip!
I'm not the one.
I am not having it.

That has happened before.
And I didn't get addicted.

Oh, yes...
That's all you want to do!
You,
Just want to touch my plastic.
To wine and dine,
Unlimited.

But let me say this...
You're not about to touch nothing of mine.
Until you've made a deposit.
One that suits me quite fine.

A massaging you can start.
And I'll decide,
If you become added to my membership list!

'Member what? ?
That's a bunch of ssshhh...'

Take your time and don't be quick.
Or fidget impatiently with crossed legs fixed.
As if to slow this process,
To inflict a punishment.
While I witness you paint your finger nails.
After you blow dry your acrylic toes.

Followed by a pouting of your ruby red lips.

You just want to put your hands on my plastic.
And other things God only knows!
With a proposal made that leaves me broke,
And left cold.
I'm not fooled by a smoozing,
You wish easily sold.

'Why can't your believe and accept I love you? '

I believe you want to do me with a paid for screwing.
That's what I believe.
And that's what you are doing!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Photograph Is Proof

Well, i'll wait till you listen
I wont say a word
to follow your instincts
just never worked for me
your silent but strong, (yeah, I'm playing that card)
and your noticing nothing again
Now I'm lying on the table
with everything you said
keeping mind the way that it felt
when the most I could do was to just blame myself
(yeah, I'm playing that card)
when the most I could do was to just blame myself
and I know you know, everything
I know you didnt mean it
I know you didnt mean it
I know you know, everything (drop everything)
I know you didn't mean it (start it all over)
I know you didn't mean it (remember more then youd like to forget)
So, we're talking forever
and you almost feel better
but, betters no excuse for tonight
you see, it's never bad enough
just to leave or you give up
but, its never good enough to feel right
Now I'm lying on the table
with everything you said
it will all catch up eventually
well, it caught up and honestly
the weight of my decisions
were impossible to hold
but they were never yours
but they were never yours
Well I, know you know, everything
I know you didnt mean it
I know you didnt mean it
I know you know, everything (drop everything)
I know you didn't mean it (start it all over)
I know you didn't meant it (remember more then youd like to forget)
Drop everything, start it all over
remember more then youd like to forget [x2]
Would you like to forget
would you like to forget
drop everything, start it all over
well, drop everything start it all over (would you like to forget)
drop everything start it all over
start it all...
Well I, know you know, everything
I know you didnt mean it
I know you didnt mean it
I know you know, everything (drop everything)
I know you didnt mean it (start it all over)
I know you didnt meant it (remember more then youd like to forget)
I know you know
I know you know...you know, you know, you know...

song performed by by Taking Back Sunday
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Loyalty

On I go to the only place I know
its the only thing that will save me, I know.
I don't want to keep repeating what I've already said
but its no exageration to say that if I didn't have it I would be dead
stretching out the bar to note down the truth
thinking maybe its me? I won't let anyone take over you
perhaps you will leave if I turn my back?
But they keep turning theirs and I've had enough of that
but what if it is me not turning to face them because I am facing you?
I think too much, I'm so confused, I haven't go a clue,
I have started to believe there isn't an answer.
If I answer that, it might mean leaving you
it might mean them turning their backs
it might mean me trying to find you
it might mean you are like them and don't care
it might mean me knowing no where.

poem by Daniel McCann
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There's A Reason For It

Don't know how it got away from me
Don't know how I let things go, you see
Don't know why it took a sudden turn
Didn't seem to be a big concern
And everything is all too much
Hot and bothered, you're cool to the touch
And everyone is worlds apart
It must have been this way from the start
When there's nothing here to save the day
Then we have to say
There's a reason for it
When there's nothing left for us to do
You're left without a clue
There's a reason for it
Don't know how it got away from me
Don't know how I let things go, you see
Don't know why it took a sudden turn
Didn't seem to be a big concern
And everyone is all too well
All well-adjusted people
Can't you tell?
And everything is all too fast
Just add water Nothing's built to last
When your colleagues can't recall your name
Time and time again
There's a reason for it
When your name's the butt of every joke
Just about to croak T
here's a reason for it
And everyone is worlds apart
It must have been this way from the start
When there's nothing here to save the day
Then we have to say
There's a reason for it
When there's nothing left for us to do
You're left without a clue
There's a reason for it
There's a reason for it
There's a reason for it
There's a reason for it

song performed by by A-Ha
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A Mess Left To Deepen

A mess left to deepen,
By those who now weep...
Yet they swept this mess to lay in the streets.
While shunning away those,
That came to volunteer their services...
For free.
But told the debris,
Had been a figment of imposed negativity.
What was imagined was theirs to condone,
With a turning of their backs...
To expose an ignorance shown.

And what was in sight for all to see,
Was an impossibility to correct...
With a steadfast stubbornness,
Heating up to get more upset.
And what had been mentioned,
Created tensions amongst those offended.

Well...
Offended and left alone to condone their mess,
Has been done.
Leaving those who weep in their sleeplessness,
United with their wishes kept intact.
With nothing to bring them back to their senses.
Since outstanding were the payments...
To keep them smothered in delusions.
And being addicted to delusions is all they've known.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Let Me Down

Al dubin / harry warren
You told me that I was like an angel
Told me I was fit to wear a crown
So that you could get a thrill
You put me on a pedestal
And then you let me down, let me down.
You told me that Id be wearing diamonds
I would have the smartest car in town
Made me think that Im the top
And then you let the ladder drop
You know you let me down, let me down
I walked upon a rainbow
I clung onto a star
You had me up in heaven
Thats why I had to tall so far
I was even looking for a cottage
I was measured for a wedding gown
That how I got cynical
You put me on a pinnacle
And then you let me down, let me down
How you let me down

song performed by by Billie Holiday
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That save from Pele's header was the best I ever made. I didn't have any idea how famous it would become - to start with, I didn't even realise I'd made it at all.

quote by Gordon Banks
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Around and Around and Around

Although my comments were specifically stated.
A comprehension that was mentioned,
Relayed an unrelated message much foreign to mine.
And when I made attempts to correct this,
Without a needed argument fished to solicit,
I was told what was said,
Was not what I had meant.
And did not come from my own head!

And from the lips of one who delights in gossip...
My original 'concept' given,
Was totally different from the one I had sent.
Although my comments were specifically stated...
A comprehension that was mentioned,
Relayed an unrelated message much foreign to mine.
And when I made attempts to correct this
Without a needed argument to fetch or fish,
I was told what was said,
Was not what I had meant.
And did not come from my own head!
But...
It was from someone else,
I had 'lifted it'.

And from the lips of one who delights in gossip...
My original 'concept' given,
Was totally different from the one I had sent.
And around and around and around I went...
Door to door...
Trying to stop,
An implanted ignorance attached to my name,
Begun by a fool...
Out to prove me to be easily used,
Like a limp mop tossing about slop!
But folks like this without an identity that exists...
Are lining up behind the mindless,
Devoid of shame!
And not one thought of their own to claim!
Leaving me to accept a task...
To actually show my sanity,
If in me they saw it to ask!

And I fought myself to stay undercover!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Into The Void

Tried to save myself but myself keeps slipping away
Talking to myself all the way to the station
Pictures in my head of the final destination
All lined up
(all the ones that arent allowed to stay)
Tried to save myself but myself keeps slipping away
Tried to save a place from the cuts and the scratches
Tried to overcome the complications and the catches
Nothing ever grows and the sun doesnt shine all day
Tried to save myself but myself keeps slipping away
Tried to save myself but myself keeps slipping away

song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Participation Requires

Everyday we awaken,
To a freshness awaiting us...
That has been already made.

Each Sunrise and Sunset,
Comes created...
To be the best as it gets.

Only mindsets are falsely timed,
To move and become upset...
In regretted backward steps.

But nothing experienced,
Here on Earth...
Is created to deliver to anyone regret.

Only mindsets are falsely timed,
To move and become upset...
In regretted backward steps.

With wishes to replace the unknown yet to face.
Choosing to separate from nature,
And isolate an agenda to initiate one's fate.

Everyday we awaken,
To a freshness awaiting us...
That has been already made.

And participation requires,
An observance to digest this...
As we live and obey without delay.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without One Thought to Resent

Not playing hard to get.
Not playing at all.
Or hardly interested.

Waiting for a response sent,
With sincerety felt and meant unanswered.
Left a decision to make that was done.
Waiting around like a dog in a pound,
For someone to discover...
This heart was like no other?

Not playing hard to get.
Not playing at all.
Opened the door to explore other opportunities!
That's the only obligation,
Now followed with content...
Without one thought to resent!
Or an action that lends itself to doubt.

Stalling a life that's liked,
To be toss about by thoughtlessness...
Carried about is out!

Bitterness and pouting...
Shouting in anger fits?
Who needs it?

No time for that foolishness that traps,
Or considered a doormat...
For someone to leave crap tracks!

The steps laid being made in a forward pace,
Are not moving backward to be regretted or retraced!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Choose

He's gone
You've lost
Stay behind
and count the cost
You try
You lose
You don't fall in love by chance
You choose
It's a decision
made over time
Should you take a risk
and start to climb
the steepest hill
only to find
halfway there
you've been left behind?
Choosing to love
is risking a lot
and trying to change
and to give all you've got
But don't pretend
it comes out of the blue
You take a chance
and see it through
and if it's refused
what can you do?
Continue hopefully?
Start anew?
Lick your wounds
Buy your booze
You won't get drunk by accident
You'll choose
Don't blame him
for refusing your bid
He didn't decide to love
You did
Learn the lesson
Take the blows
You didn't fall in love by chance
You chose
Play the sad songs
Sing the blues
You don't fall in love by chance
You choose

song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Click Click

There came a sound concocted by demons
A sound like metal and blood
She's strangling cats with horses up there
I've had enough, it's time to die
Do you think she's run out of resin
Has she even heard of the stuff
If I knew where to buy it I would, but I don't
Like it or not, you're not leaving alive
So save your breath for when you die
Save your time for me
There's never been a time for you
I'd like to blame Vivaldi
The blame is made out of dust
And when the dust blows backwards it smokes and it stacks
Say what you want, it's time to die
Why don't you call up all the firsts and seconds
There'll be a swinging performance tonight
I can explain it all when the cops come around
Tomorrow night, you're not leaving alive
So save your breath for when you die
Save your time for me
There's never been a time for you.

song performed by by Gomez
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Diamond

OK, be cynical – say,
why, it’s only a piece of dead wood
that found itself trapped when
the earth’s crust heaved a sigh…

be cynical - say,
it didn’t ask for you to
dig it up - buried there
recovering from the shock…

be cynical - say,
anyway, it looked like a pebble then
until a man so cleverly polished it..

be cynical – say,
it’s nothing of itself – all it does
is to reflect the light that’s always all around..

be cynical – say,
we’d only value it as a piece of glass,
if smart guys didn’t fix it for them to seem rare,
and silly girls say, look, it proves he loves me…

now just look at this diamond..
what use is your mind
when your eye and your heart
get on so well without it?

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Not Let Time Be Wasted

I intended to,
But I didn't...
Finish what I started yesterday.

I intended to,
But I didn't...
Promise myself I would stop procrastinating.

And...
I was almost there,
Until an excuse got in my way.

I intended to,
But I didn't...
Take that walk,
So to others I could say...
What it is 'they' should do,
To not let time be wasted...
With a getting nothing done,
If something to do was intended.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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