Do You Suspect I Have Money?

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

You care about me?
For how long,
And since when?

The last time I saw you,
You ignored me totally.
That's when I decided,
To return my car.
I couldn't afford to drive it.
And I would pick you up...
And we would then just ride.

You care about me?
Was this before or after,
Your recent recovery from amnesia?
Or am I the one suffering,
From a breakdown of consciousness?

You care about me?
Do you suspect I have money?
And I pinch pennies as a hobby?

You care about me?
Have you lost your friends?
And other ways to survive?

Have you discovered your pretentions kept,
And you believe I have some,
You perceive I am willing to share.

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