Trust
Is the
First
To rust
Before
It all
C   o   l   l   a   p   s    e    s

Midnight concerns strangle
Like some new fangled torture
Shut up, not one more peep
Just close your eyes and sleep

**** there's a lot on my mind
These memories are most unkind
Time is no friend of mine
To this fate I am consigned

Tasty biting whiskey peat
Yes that's right, I'll take mine neat
Smoky cask strength, burning heat
Thank you Scotland for this treat!

She was the only lighthouse in a roiling sea of black

My rowboat upended
As the waves enveloped my screams

Gasping, reaching
As the foamy pitch swallowed me whole

CLANG mourned the lighthouse
Her yellow beam helplessly revolving

CLANG  *CLANG