"Riggings"

for Martin
06/18/03

emptiness falling into the arms of dispair,
last chances washing the insides of the glass,
raised and drunken
to thoughts of barren dreamscapes of desert landscapes
of somewhere else than here.

curio eyes across the room, bounce, broken sideways,
hygenic eyeways chasing thoughts,
of riggings come loose, screaming at mountainsides,
all the way down .. watching from accross the room.

things are letting go, my best friends, my self, my will
picked up from where they left off, surprised.

-huey