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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.)

Friday, November 11, 2016

2014

Broken wheels.
Broken bones.
Feels before reals.
I stumbled upon this cistern
and stole my sisters oysters.
Weather withstands the hatred.
Words are no match for my bones,
but in the end I will have you later.
If I can't get you to willingly enter my home.
From first words to frost bite
in under ten seconds.
Extra innings could never provide the sanctuary you seek
and the meek shall inherit early graves.
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