Are my thoughts Quixotic?
If it's hopeless
Then I've thought it;
If it's mercury
I've got it.
I'm that uphill ride,
That parlous fall.
You're by my side
Til the engine stalls.
I'm that crazy high,
That chancy slope.
I'm stormed Versailles
Then lit-up dope.
Tell me, is my love Quixotic?
I worry low tides aren't erotic
But high tide dragged you in.
Tell me, is my mind a sin?
Tug-of-war is hard to win
When playing with yourself.
My mania is wealth,
So tell me why my pockets
Are empty.