Each day I suck, on a Whiskey jug As my life also, does suck on me My worth on earth about as much As my piss is, to the sea Inside this swashing jug, a raging sea Sets me adrift atop a cresting wave Then pulls me under to such depths That my soul, I can no longer save With each gulp I stir the bowels Arouse the sediment and silt And as it settles I hope it hides Or at least, obscures my gilt Every mouthful flays my throat Like waves they break unto the rocks Smashing, spraying, then dissipating While the Devil stands and mocks I drink until my mind goes blank Then plunge into the floor At last a drunken blissful peace Until, I wake once more So as I lay here on this deck Inebriated, dying in this flask I think of you and what we had If your forgiveness, I could only ask BOEMS by JA 614