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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.)

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

often

I feel this way too often
But unlike the best of things I have not grown accustom
Dripping off my edges
Permeating me complete
The burden resides within my bones
All around me
It is an endless crushing cloud
Closed in and centered on me
Thick enough to strangle
Ambiguous enough to make me doubt it's existence
I am held still by it
I hold it dear
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