Category : Poems

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When the waves of sweet insanity 
come crashing at my door
with tsunami type force
I chose not to fight it,
but let it drift me away
Like pieces of the Andrea Doria in ‘56 
Wanting to get lost 
in its smoothing madness,
but every time I try 
I only find myself 
once again on the shores of sanity
(A Wilhelm Gustloff like tragedy!)

The long intervals of horrible sanity
causes me despair and misery
Yet here I sit 
waiting for the cracked bell of liberty
to ring, but that will take forever
So, I guess the bell of the Whydah
will have to do instead. 

Waves of sweet insanity 
Please come crashing at my door
For this horrible sanity is more fearsome
than the sight of Queen Anne’s Revenge
Allow me to get lost in your madness
So that I will truly escape this hell
And never be reminded of gruesome reality

Come waves of sweet insanity
Sink me to the bottom of your depths
So that I may forever be lost
like the stern castle 
of Nuestra Señora de Atocha