they are there and you are here
you are inside yourself outside of them
(inside yourself is always outside)
and you watch them
sinews of thought and truth
wound between them
their heads bowed as
trees under the same wind
veins entangle them into a greater force and
there is re(cognition)
there is inside them something outside of you
inside of you is something needing room
instead you grow
you groan like old walls
you will keep stretching
limbs and chest weary
inside stays inside looking out
they stay there and you stay here
there is inside you something outside of them
(goffman + cvetkovich, basically)
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