Quentin Huff

All Right           swig after swig the fluid scorches my lips, grabs my worries, tosses them across the street where kids watch me stagger cuz... sick, illogical babble interrupts my thoughts--- staring at this fluid swishing from side                to                side cccccccccccrashing against glass walls the feeling of being trapped inside a bottle when i insist i feel all right (c) 1997 QBHuff