Monday, August 10, 2009
Incubus Comments
Rating: ★3.2
Sitting at the sea shore holding an empty bottle,
To drunk to move or stand.
From a distance I see it coming,
Over the ocean with a dark reflection.
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7/21/2025 10:20:32 AM # 1.0.0
I loved this. I was so caught up in the horror of it. We humans attempt to deal with things in sleep that we don't think we can handle while in the waking state. It seems quite intelligent when you think about it. Terrific writing. I could feel the storm stalking me too (my personal bugaboo is TORNADOES, lol)