Waves of Sweet Insanity

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