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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, August 30, 2016

Drain.

I drag around this cold with me.
The lozenge won't do anything.
Just keep the ice insulated,
projected, steeply complicated.

Spring can't come soon enough.
It won't get here soon enough.
What you said was true enough.
Unknowing you were true enough.

An explanation here
just behind my tongue,
but telling you would render
all the work undone.

Is it too much to ask
to not have to break my back?
Is it too much to ask
my mana to untap?


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