Paint Pictures

Hostile?
No.
I call my performance 'embittered'.
It's easier to leave it on stages where it's shown!
To exhaust my anger.
Discuss in detail my defeats!
Paint pictures of remorse...
And watch faces of guilt,
Wilt like a thirsting flower.
Isn't that what brings upon standing ovations?
Who wants to sit...
Watching someone eat macaroni and cheese?
You want to make it good enough,
As if everyone has had a taste!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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