#Lucky 34

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remote patrol
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There are points in my life
When I notice a
Change.

Like when I first came
Back from college
To discover
I no longer wore
Size 34
jeans.

I didn’t notice,
Because mine had stretched,
Grown,
Torn with me.

I went to the thrift store,
Because I was bored,
And to my surprise,
all 6 pairs
Were two sizes
Too
small.

I left the store quickly,
Not cause I felt
Fat.
I love my body,
Even still.
It wasn’t what had changed
But that it changed at all.

So now I buy size 36.
Which tastes of iron
On my tongue.
But I’m sure this taste,
Will soon grow rich,
Just like
My
Lucky 34.

jagged wing
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A very nice poem, I like how this captures pure human thought, even better, I like how unique it is. However, though the meaning is good, you could benefit from being more poetic, your use of language isn't powerful enough here and there, which may weaken the meaning. but still, a good poem.