Floral Acquaintances

New years; dream or nightmare? Consensual?

Consent is a word that is hard to grasp for some,

Yet it is the same word that is perfectly clear for others,

Even though she did not have understand a hum,

She did the most unthinkable any friend could,

He did the most unthinkable that a friend ever would,

As the stars created a mesmerizing ambient,

The moon stood at its highest

I was there,

Gone with the alcohol and the whole affair,

She was the one who put the drink into my drink even though I wasn't supposed to have more,

She was the one who meant no harm yet she destroyed the little I had left,

Because in the end getting drunk, hooking up with a stranger in the clubs bathroom,

Not being able to control your actions as you can't even control your mind,

It creates an ambient all on its own, a distraught one,

Even for the moment, getting thrown out by the guards,

Sobering up,

Remembering what she did to me,

I just don't think that people will see,

I may not have been raped in the convivial way but...

She spiked my drink even though she knew I was drunk,

It was only cause she was crank at me for not being funny enough,

Funny how she, as my friend could do something so real,

Making my face go teal.

When it comes down to it, I guess the star and the moon had everyone in awe that night yet I wouldn't come to terms with the dazzling light from the stars until I was the one left alone, with a damp cheek because of my new years surprise.