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