In Flights Of Vanity

Sex, religion...
Seethed,
In an assortment of dysfunctional relationships.
Some discreet.
Others not so secret.
Whether exposed, downlow and dirty.
With unmonitored nutrition in between.
And guilts given over to the forgiveness of sins!
With temptations tasted and teased.
Not to be forgotten.
And embellished in gossiped innuendos.
That's the life we have as leeches upon the Earth.
Unless there are immaculate conceptions perceived,
By those debating to confess touching themselves,
In flights of vanity disconnected from the Creator!
And virginized by hookers promising to give up,
Their activities on filthy streets.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Comments (1)

Someone tell me what he means by the phrase 'yet wilt not choose me.'