What A Bitter Bite

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

Superficiality sustained to maintain,
As a priority to gain acceptance...
Is today as stale as a piece of molded toast.

Although so many have adopted a presence of it,
With beliefs they have an etiquette preferred...
That is both politically and socially correct.

Even if every step they choose to take,
Is as faked as their interpretation of reality.
Procreating with skunks comes to mind!

Especially one feeling confined,
With a rinsing away that will not eliminate...
The prolonging of an outdated after-taste.

'What a bitter bite you have.'

Are you kidding?
Don't mistake what I am doing as a craving.
Or an appetite I've saved to savor the flavor.

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