groans grow. growing out a horizon groin.
growing from the selfish joys of a quiet,
ill-reputed boy. groans roam and skip like when in
rome. roaming between what we build and what grows
on its own. and i can't pinpoint who's the pinner.
the bowler. the bower. you fucking coward.
standing behind the front.
spine timely unspinely. i watch you watch your watch
as i ramble on 'bout when i was in front. maybe i just want to want to.
growing from the selfish joys of a quiet,
ill-reputed boy. groans roam and skip like when in
rome. roaming between what we build and what grows
on its own. and i can't pinpoint who's the pinner.
the bowler. the bower. you fucking coward.
standing behind the front.
spine timely unspinely. i watch you watch your watch
as i ramble on 'bout when i was in front. maybe i just want to want to.
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