Slurp

Slurp
by pataphysics
Clinging to her lip, the straw is now an appendage
rushing sugar water toward her face
the straw was dancing between her two fingers
controlled with a tap, tap, tapping
the cup was positioned diagonally to her posture
and toward the end, she would look inside it
she wasn’t one of those people who slurp up what’s left
that was on her mind though while she looked around
she will spy us looking at her drinking her drink all alone
and get up abruptly and leave without finishing
we shall see her deposit the cup and button her coat
furtively glancing our way one last time
she will surprise us by sticking out her tongue
which is now colored darker from her drink