A

So I went over this with my professor today. She said it's an A, but I don't actually turn it in until the end of the semester. I kind of love it. Take it as you will...

Bottoms Up

He perceives the world
From the bottom of a beer bottle, up
Through golden liquor
Sloshing unsteadily
Gaze rises
To bottleneck window

A Golden filter,
frames the scene
Bubbling laughter
Sunny smiles.
Rowdy company
Shouts “cheers!”

Heat of the moment
Heat of the liquor
Relax his shoulders, slump
Dull flames weave through his body,
Burying his reason
Among empty brown glasses

Late night memories fade…
As shards fracture and
Shoot through the window
Bright beams assail two pupils
Temples elicit throbs
Until, shattering glass fills his dark matter

His empty stomach rebels,
Gut rejecting stale beer
Head ducked between knees
He stands, swaying
Silence fills empty space between, discarded brown glasses
Shower, coffee, brunch: