Dan

You scum.
You gave me wine, and when I woke up the next morning,
My memory of the night was gone.
You ass.
Two weeks later, as we danced,
I pulled away from you for just a moment
Looked at your smiling face an inch from mine, and recoiled,
As it all came rushing back.
That’s why I made that little mewling sound, before I broke your nose, and cried,
And ran away from you forever.