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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, February 2, 2017

Of Pigs And Dogs

I am guilty of a certain type of resentment.
Felt toward those from whom I am so different,
Yet mistakingly dealt with as if I were the same.
If looks were only so acutely telling,
This world would have a lot more things to blame.
I feel the shudders of angst toward the assumption,
Akin to welcome separation anxiety.
The eyes that I have trained myself to have however,
Force me separate from this group of characters.
Although outside my mind as I may perceive,
I can not change the perspective of the onlooker.
Peering through the lens of experience.
Influenced so artfully by those that I mistrust.
Surly with the time it takes to know yourself,
One could find the heart that appearance is,
At best,
Inaccurate.
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