The Ingrown

You see the ingrown
Comment the end-grain
Peers into gallows where the clothes hang
There's a mannequin in the porch light and it follows
We sit in shadow
It's the only
A sagging couch with arms around the moment
You come over uninvited
It's the another thing I can't delight in

I try to outgrow
Realize no end-game
Wade in the shallows
Where they once sought fame
Cutting crowds for your periphery at the show
You're just an avatar
Shiny window
Kiss goodbye but never at a hello
What does it mean to be invited
Cross the threshold and let delight in

You see the ingrown
Comment the end-grain
Wade in the shallows
Realize no end-game



Credits
Writer(s): Zoë Talkin
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