SHE KNOWS HIS WANTS
She knows his wants his dearest dreams
but she may not be quite all she seems
as nestles he into her seat
and turns the key to generate heat
the pulsing pistons tight in thrall
his life is here the car is all.
A mile away a local whore
is entering her four by four
as she nestles behind the wheel
who knows how good that makes her feel?
she turns the key and checks her face
aware of the cost of time and pace.
He takes the fast lane anxious now
to sense the power of his holy cow
his hand is ready for the horn
his phone is ringing, his hair is shorn
he is as sleek as he must be
she appreciates he must be free.
The stereo sound surrounds the man
as he proceeds to chase a van
he has to prove he is the best
and the chav is wearing a simple vest.
The whore steps out as she leaves the rover
where the van will not pull over
and she turns to check the shops
then sees the van, her handbag drops.
Her heels will not respond in time
the van impacts her with its grime
The bang is heard by all around
she lies, perfection on the ground.
The man has raced to where she lies
the van has gone, a big surprise.
he soon will know the fall of pride
that comes with being dead inside.
His car still waits to suck him in
her engine runs will always win
he has no further need for her
she stares ahead
not her that's dead
Her pistons pulse she starts to purr.