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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.)

Thursday, January 5, 2017

Barbie's Legs

Something is wrong and it was done to you.
Still,
It was my choice to run with you.
The plastic and rubber taste in my mouth,
Will change nothing in truth.
Despite the temporary oral satisfaction.
While these teeth are gnashing,
I fake a burst of passion.
While living in the past tense,
The memory is merely glancing,
But it is your whole foundation.
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