I am an affected mind... I have no castle to speak of and I cannot shun the ambiance.
Subtle noises
...jar and shake
me out of my rhythmic thought.
Disturbances ... pervade my inner self.
They cause my head to crumple and writhe.
I am caught in the throes of multitude.
I cannot vanish
as I so would adore.
There is no room left
for a common maniac like myself to find
a simple, little corner of solitude.
...(But I suppose a corner isn’t enough)
I want entire planets of serenity.
I vibrate madly at the mere thought
of any encroachment.
Machines hum.
People grunt and speak
in discordant vain.
It creeps into me.
It is distractions like these
that I can no longer stand to bear.
I must be severely affected.
Reconciliation
is no longer an option.
All I want
is some goddamn peace and quiet
