Recovering From A Blackout Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Off script to depict a wholesomeness.
And a virgin state of mind.
Angelic and untouched.
By gutter sleaze or it's smut.
Until...
Well,
Until folks woke up.
Struck by a dose of reality.
With it to learn,
Those with looks as if heaven sent.
Will have a reputation,
By others known.
One who has shown to be no angel.
Has proven with evidence,
A demon belligerent.
Yet professes an innocence.
After slugging too much alcohol.
And swinging instead of singing,
An intended spiritual hymn.
Remembered when unconscious.
During moments suspended.
And done to do,
While recovering from a blackout.