Consider this
A dreadful draft
The squeeks of a insomnia laced bed
Billowing pillows clear of a mornings tender kiss
Clear morning stomps upon the stairs
Against misty morns adorned with ghast

Strong filtered robusta coffee
Filtered pack of camels branded red
Snuck in with something stronger
The quiet solmen sigh
Of coffee stains hydroxide cyanide and cheap rye
Swelter mix and fade
With the fog wall sky

O how I'm reminisce against all this
Starry column nights quaking breaking mornings
Never used to be filled as such as this
Before things went amiss
Rising tides of heat
Rhythmic squeeks of passion complaced...