the incarnation of siduri

Written by: nathan martin

    sitting at a well called 
    the sandy hut bar.

    recessed illumination in the back
   of my head draws out the characters
   one by one.

    my eyes flicker before the 
   incarnation of siduri.

    she is drunk again and you can hear
   the rain falling heavily on the roof.

     i look up to view the bright citron
    dragon painted on the ceiling winding
    its way along the tiles.

    i have flash backs of chinese dive bars
    with extravagant tiny jade forest. 
    siduri somehow rising off the barstool
    and walking out the door.



   " siduri: epic of gilgamesh, alewife and 
veiled bartender."