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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, January 31, 2017

Of Mortals

Lost again inside these rolling folds
The deeper colours curling
Washing over me in nocturnal turmoil
Try to pry away my mind all you like
Still I can hear the slowness in the lips
Your tongue is laden with latency
I will not resist the pull awaiting in those furls
Would time allow me to rewrite the world
I would find myself admitting truths
To the wondering pathways of my slumber
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