Mobile Pussy

I see her

ride past

then stop.

She dismounts

the Honda, a

plastic bag swings

in time with

bouncy footsteps

and tits.

A red floral

hairclip blossoms

on flowing black hair.

She enters his gate

confident.

One hour

she exits,

crumpled bag

tucked

under her arm

less assurance now

as she checks

the buttons

on her white blouse

adjusts her breasts

and stumbles

just as she

reaches her bike.

I wonder

where the hairclip is.

She rides back

past my garden

and waves.

Home delivery

Thai style.

The next thing you know

she’ll have a

four digit call number

and a sexy logo

a stylised

naked pussy cat

riding a Honda.

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