Freudian Flames

i’ve got a swing in my step
it forced blood from my head  
now my ego has drifted to sleep

all thoughts have dried up
the candle has tipped, now
roof burns like dried up reeds

when the framework falls in
with only skeletons left
i think in the basement i’ll be

finding myself, in id’s selfish arms
so careless and reckless, untamed
i’ll believe i might finally be free

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