nitrogen alley

He’ll be happy
Living out other’s dreams
The place for our lone wolf
Is not in his mother’s den

But uprise, I command,
Yells captain at the top of his voice
I dare challenge you
I provoke what depths you may hide

Trouble is, there is nothing
Beyond the pale
Receding hairline, growing bulge
It’s all exposed for fraud

And why not allow that to bring me
Satisfaction?
Haven’t I suffered in your glare
For ice ages too long to wish to be frozen again?