I don't care
if you have found a sitter,
for your first time out
after month's of sleepless nights;
your post-natal bump
tells more than you'd have hoped.
Sipping your drink
so that it doesn't go straight to your head,
is clearly not working.
Really, it's these kind of goings on,
hands and tongues, snake devouring,
that got you in this state to begin with
and, if you're going to go there again,
get a room or a dark alley.
Leave me to my strawberry dachari
with two straws.
