For Groundhog Days

It ate my fucking post because I played with tags, but I'll try and tell you what I said; by which he means type out through gritted teeth.
Say this for the boy, the only thing bigger than his heart was his ignorance. He was rank. Yeah I did stink, but I've been on the subways and we all do, so what the. Remember! Oh yeah. Now focus. I don't know why we get lost in the two dimensionals, but I'd trade all the screens, to have your eyes on me for life. To be with you and not bowed or broken, like they all seem to be; not to be pincushions, but preservers. Now I must go change this song. Bad pointillistic cheese.