Shane D. Nelson

Rookie (3/11/1994 / Philadelphia, PA)

Celebration Aftermath or Two sips too many

My mind resides in some upper realm
Pictures traded back and forth of escapades
The first drop was the hardest
Yet it opened the door for more

Now awake I stare at a blank ceiling
Light bulbs brighter than dwarf stars
Ticking clocks, no, drums that clamor
Past actions attacked this new present

Each piece of time not remembered is given back
Retold with smiles and laughter
Still, what was done cannot be imagined
Self-consciousness faded away, a truer true self

What may follow is everything done before
At least this time I may not wake up on a floor

Submitted: Tuesday, January 29, 2013

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