Chinks to our tin crowns
Unintended battlefields
Victorious, though


Different now
He’s older
So am I
So is he
We are different now
We were once three
And we were We
Now it’s he and he
He and me
We
Great, still
Differently
This complete life
Has been about nothing
But having it all
Ripped away and pulled out from under
Glorious arms and legs
Made stronger
Never getting a free ride from
The orange-striped vehicle of my choice
And it goes on forever
Faster, slower, stop, again