Addressed With Assessment

I love it when I am addressed with assessment.
And when it begins...
The feeling I get from it is undescriable.

Those who assess others,
With a scanning from head to toe done...
Have already quietly stated,
'I...
Am better than you.'

Sssssssoooh!

And I,
Somehow...
Get a rush from that!

My training instructor in the military said to me once,
'Horse,
He called me 'horse'.
I thought you were a joke when I first laid my eyes on you.
I've been checking you out.'

He had no idea I had been use to those kinds of looks.
Most of my life,
And I was all of eighteen years old...
Then!

And since then...
Well,
I do allow others to have their delusions.
Hey...
Why should I stop someone from doing something,
I like?

I know it's selfish!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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