Aren’t we square yet?
Rounding off the spikes
Standing up, parting the cloud
Dodging the lightning strikes
The night sky attracts a crowd
😵💫
These invisible shackles
Self-imposed for ill behavior
Earned a protracted walkabout
Beyond the reaches of my savior
Here, until the heavens shout
😵💫
Deep inside my head
Drinking the evening’s last light
No belly fire within
A victor in this fight
But what did I win?
😵💫
Ticket 2 Ride 
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