Bottoms Up

Bottoms Up - Reworked as of 11/05/09. This should be the final form. Don't assume it relates to me.

He perceives the world
From the bottom of a beer bottle
Through golden liquor, sloshing unsteadily
His gaze rises to the bottleneck window.

From the bottom of a beer bottle
A golden filter frames the scene
His gaze rises to the bottleneck window
Sunny smiles, Rowdy company.

A golden filter frames the scene
Bubbling laughter, “Cheers!”
Sunny smiles, Rowdy company,
Heat of the moment.

Bubbling laughter, “Cheers!”
Heat of the liquor,
Heat of the moment
Relax his shoulders, slump.

Heat of the liquor
Dull flames weave through his body
Relax his shoulders, slump
Burying his reason.

Dull flames weave through his body,
Late night memories fade
His reason, buried
Black overcomes his vision.

Late night memories fade
Shards fracture and shoot across eyelids
Black overcomes his reason
Bright beams assail two pupils.

Shards fracture and shoot across eyelids,
Pressure builds
Bright beams assail two pupils
Until, shattering glass fills his dark matter.

Pressure builds
His empty stomach rebels
Shattering glass fills his dark matter
Gut rejecting stale beer.

His empty stomach rebels
Head ducked between knees
Gut rejecting stale beer
He stands, swaying.

Head ducked between knees, eyes shut
Against golden liquor, sloshing unsteadily
Silence fills empty space, between discarded brown glasses
He perceives the world.