out tonight
dark curls fall over
golden shoulders
hands gripping icy strawberry sweetness
ticket to everything hoped for but
never had
merry-go-round room
turns to tilt-a-whirl
with dizzy blinking blindness
to reasonable reality
leading to laughter to love
to loving living loosely
after shocks shaking
my world not worth the while
false respect falls down
temple once tall to the top of the sky
reaching higher
falling lower
lying prostrate on the floor
feeling humble and humbly
bowing down to the King
looking upward trapped
chained tied down fill up
my cup overflow wine
purple staining all I am
and want to be
better than this
or that
or the other thing
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