Lois Lane's Testimony at the Inquest (Revision 3)

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I really like this one, Napm? really tried to wrap my head around it, but I'm stuck on lois lane because of the aliens.  Fall from the sky, carry a pick up, glasses and romantic undertones to Superman.  Tried to find it, and learned of both a comic where lois gives some sort of testimony over some gangster), and a short series of superman versus Aliens (Sigourney weaver's) where I might imagine this scenario taking place.

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I hadn’t dated since the alien
invasion. In this world, 
love doesn’t fall from the sky.
He had that Midwestern
carry a pickup truck on his shoulders look; 
I guess I have a type—especially with the glasses
which always make them look smart,
and reminds me of how stupid I can be. I was done
being someone who needed saving. Superman had many lovers
So, I timed the shot with the champagnedid she shoot someone when the cork popped close enough for blood to spill in a cup?
they popped at the table. The cork flew
over my head. You learn to get down love this sentence learn to get down
when someone shoots one of them. I never
could get used to the ricochets, the rebounds.
It was a surprise when his blood bubbled up 
to fill my glass. Not sure how he managed it.very mysterious, champagnes not dark like blood, how is it bubbling in a glass? Metaphors? In the testimony comic lois lane apparently hallucinate but what exactly I don't know, so 
I'm stuck in comic land and think the words are descriptive in a good and universal way, clear and mysterious.  Curious how you came up with it, Thanks for the read!

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Edit 1: (Paul)

Original

I hadn’t dated since the alien
invasion. In this world,
love doesn’t fall from the sky.
He had that Midwestern
carry a pickup truck on his shoulders look;
I guess I have a type. Especially the glasses
which always make them look smart—
reminds me of how stupid I once was. I wanted
to show that I wasn’t someone to save.
So, I timed the shot with the champagne
they opened at the table. The cork flew
over my head. You learn to get down
when someone shoots one of them. I never
could get used to the ricochets, the rebounds.
It was a surprise when his blood bubbled up 
to fill my glass. Not sure how he managed it.