Sunday Morning In Abstract Space

Waking up in a dorm Sunshine streaming in Voices outside rambunctious on sidewalk Traffic abides like automation Heading to the dining banquet Wondering, wandering Who am I in the world?- Quickly, feet now moving mechanically Last night was a total blur, Recalling bodies pulsating with nerve On a sweaty, winding floor College faces streaming out of hallways Watch out! The world's behind you...