In a chain-link cage There on pilgrimage Where the razor-wire Disciplined desire There is where we smoked Together we joked Gallows humor when Fellow madmen then As the ashes fell Who had gone to hell Who fell through the fire Nowhere everywhere Where the cage is there Or is it instead Inside of my head? A madman again At an awkward age Or still as I will Be as I am till I am not at all With ghosts I recall Then from September As the ashes fall Ghosts I remember Now outside the wall Where the cage is there Nowhere everywhere Steven Curtis Lance