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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.)

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Long Drive

Just sit there
In that chair
It is not very fair,
Now that you are more consciously aware.
But another eighteen hours and we will be there.

Potholes like plot holes
On a road to some nemesis
Scary?
Yes.
But it is a hell of a lot better than when we precisely hold hands.
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