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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.)

Friday, November 17, 2017

Truth and Lies

Open sourced and segregated
Bloated eyes
Swollen lips
Deaf and screaming
A new type of desperation breeding
The face of fanaticism
Frantic
Filthy little fingers
Pointing and grasping
Groping and jovial
Nothing stings like the truth
Nothing heals like a smile and a lie.
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