*sees noone at the tables*
*sees noone at the old bar*
*sees noone behind the bar*
*sees the dust built for ten years*
*sees the dust disturbed here & there*
*sees the dust floating in the air*
*grabs a seat at the bar*
*grabs a glass for a drink*
*grabs a bottle to drink*
*grabs the lukewarm taste on the lips*
*grabs the couple more bitter sips*
*grabs the the mind going to bits*
*falls into someone's past*
*falls into sweet despair*
*falls into salt despair*
*falls onto this joyful sorrow*
*falls onto the sinking morrow*
*falls onto ears and eyes borrowed*