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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.)

Sunday, December 18, 2016

Observations of a callous man

I will not shake out this cold
It has latched it self to bone
and the heat is leaching.

The heart is nothing if not stone
I can't be trusted far as I'm thrown
and the heat is leaching.

Twisted, dark, and feeling old
my back is much more better known
and the heat is leaching.

For hard self interestI am prone.
reacting harsh when light is shone.
and the heat is leaching.

I will not shake out this cold
It has latched it self to bone
and the heat is leaching.

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