They Fell

They fell beneath the car seat's edge In impassioned scurryings, and disappeared Entirely, in the dark passage beneath. Then the policeman's flashlight Came, to play around Between the steamed-up windows; Wanting their four legs, on the ground. She struggled, forgetting them, into her jeans And he left her later at the curb, Worried he was late; And was his wife yet disturbed? No, his wife lay peaceful, sleeping And she would stay quite calm Until the ride to work dislodged The thorn in the lover's balm. She knew he wasn't suddenly into Size four flower-print panties- It must be what was in the panties, That he was into..