Apr 09 2008
Fear By The Sea.
Fear By The Sea.
On the beach alone, there is a dark silencethe sea has inhaled and is ready to blow a wave my way drowning me; and there isno seagulls they have disappeared behindthe horizon following a ship, waiting for the cook to throw overboard left overs. I sense movement behind a sand dune it isan assassin ready to shoot me; defenseless,I should not have forsaken my friends. ————————————–
Who can I call now to get me out of this? A dark shudder on the grey skin of the sea,pallid as the sky, they are waiting for me to scream in fear and beg forgiveness for mysin of omission. If I get off the beach alive I will extol friends’ virtues and compose a lyrical song for a family I could have had,but is it not too late? As I flee I hear bulletsshred the air into find strands of wonder.
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