A cute little outfit.
Heels to match.
Friends to party with.
Supper is relished.
The journey to the club begins.
Drinks are purchased.
The dancing begins!
Bathroom breaks as required.
The groping man slapped!
He buys an apology drink.
Friends implore stay with us.
He’s not so bad.
The world says he apologized
maybe he’s a nice guy.
Saturday morning comes.
One bloody eye opens.
The hospital staff say luck was on my side.
As much hurt as he did
Life still breathes in this broken body.
Saturn's Premier Poet 