With an attitude like this
I am surprised I have gotten anything done
Not to say that I have achieved great feats
but the very fact that I get up in the morning
is impressive when my will power is taken into account.
The threshold of my 'Fuck-it" factor is set so low
I can't believe I even took the time to type this out.
I mean, sure
I think about a lot of things
and I entertain more ideas than I could count
but the bridge between thought and action seems so vast
it is indistinguishable from impasse.
I can't believe that anything gets done.
Really.
I know that those people have all the same time in a day that I do
but what separates them from me?
What tells a person to accomplish?
What gets them up from the comfort of sleep and sends them out to achieve?
Maybe I should buy a less comfortable bed.
Welcome
Hello, and welcome to my daily poetry blog. The following poems are improvised based on my day, general reflections, or by just allowing my mind to cruise in neutral without a filter. I have been working on this for something around two years now and have amassed a lot of words. You can either go through them page by page, or check out the "Hall of Better Poems" option in the right column. Please feel free to comment on what you like or dislike, and also subscribe below if you like this sort of thing. Thanks!
- Patrick Lyndaker
(typically I will write down my ideas on paper throughout the day and I may not get in front of a computer to transfer it. So I then dump a few days worth of poems at once.)
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