Wheel

Its been a mild winter here And I've buckled like a wheel Sucked the life from gods routine, Broke the royal we Over me I could resign to the opulence Of abstract optimistic love Raise a glass in a season of ash And pour it over me Over me DO I miss your loving? When I need it. Double down on swallowed dreams No prisoner No peace I do not think that you love yourself I'd take you back to school And teach you right How to want a life But, it takes more time than you'd tender Over me. WAIT