It's funny how you picked out the word sodden. I think that line was the one that I changed the most often, worked on the longest. My work paid off!
All too real indeed. I was very careful to not get dragged into their morass, even though they both tried. This was while they were packing up their car for a long drive home after a two week working "vacation." I helped until it got way too sodden for my taste and, I thought, emotional/social safety.
Indeed it paid off. I don't like commenting on poems, because they are so personal to the poet. Intention doesn't easily translate to the reader. But that line...