Poem Hunter
(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)


Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

It is not important,
What it does.
How it does it.
Or if it is viable,
To those who deem it as a need.
If it feels good.
And the texture of it is right...
It will be made to be in demand.
Felt and caressed between one's hands...
Before the stock market is closed!
With the booting of buns.
Whether they are tightly held or not!

'You mean 'bonds'? '

Buns, bonds, balls...
This is about texture!
The feel and the description of it!
Not what they are called.
But how they feel!

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