Awake in a Daze

She
won't be going back home.

It
stank of sweat and beer.

The
faeces she could imagine
Smeared
over his body.

As
she licked it off in modest glory.

Look
what I've *ACHIEVED!!!*

'I
love you darling,'

And
she did.

Despite
the lack of veil.

The
cheap net curtain substitute
that
her friend knocked up.

So
kind of her.

A
cherished kindness, they moved apart.

When
he entered her.

All
she imagined was Alien Invasion.

A
cold wet night of slurried mud.

He
waded around in delirium.

And
all the while *she* was beneath his
feet.

But
sometimes she tried to remember *him*.

The
cold acrid atmosphere of truffle hunt
Put
a stop to that.

Naked
now, she stands in the pouring rain.

Holding
her thumb as a gift.

Who
knows who will stop.

What
life can tenderly offer.

Swirl
it thoughtfully round your palette?

And
swallow the blood, sweat, semen, tears.