sordid sunset...

i sat sipping slowly on the foreshore,
staring at the brutally beautiful,
oblivious to the beauty,
the sky she was iridescent orange,
as the ocean sprayed her with explosive sea-mist,
yet i found myself fiddling,
fiddling with my useless human possession,
eyes burn holes in feet,
an empty bottle of beer,
unable to think forward,
unable to think of anything,
but myself,
my stuff,
and who the bottle of beer belonged to,
i gave up and wandered home holding my grudge.