madlone

walking round the table
so many i want to tell
it all goes on
here - in my mind

lots of opinions
you don't need to ask
i serve them unordered

i fight in this mist
sometimes i cannot breathe
all selfishness all well-being
eats up my mind

it strikes me
in the deepest of holes
am i a don quixote
slowly going mad

fighting evils only seen by me
i want all rest of man
to clap their hands
raise from their deep-stuffed sofas

tell me that i'm right
that i'm a knight
please
i'm so alone at night