Driving That Car

-Driving That Car- (18+)
by
Keaton Foster



There
She stands
No one
Calls her ma’am
Fine young lady
She is everything shady
So wild and so crazy
Impossibly sleazy
A real freaky deeky
A real cunt of a bitch
But she has no leash
No one controls her
How could they ever
She is her own light
And eternal darkness
She will never
Under any circumstance
Ask for forgiveness
And to her I can relate
I without question understand
I may be a simple man
Just some guy
With his dick in the sand
With his balls in his hands
But her and I
Are very much alike
She does not hate God
She just does not know him
She does not reject faith
She just doesn’t have any
She, like so many of us
Are in that space between
Doing what feels good
Doing what comes natural
Doing what we want
Above and without regard
For what is right
And what is right to us
To her, is indeed ludicrous
What is clearly wrong
Now there is something
That we can get into
Think of our lives as ones
Where people acutely aware
Of how immortal they are
Enter a lion’s den
With a porkchop around their neck
Of course it makes no sense
Of course it could get us killed
But then again within such a process
We will live far more than most
And for us, that is more
Than we could have ever hoped
Enamored, she screams
This poem is about me
So continue if you please
I of course agree
Something special she is indeed
A rarity in a world of wolves
A poisonous fish in a shark tank
No one will eat her
But everyone wants a bite
Well really just a nibble
The slightest bit of a taste
Not enough to kill them
But enough to experience
All that she is offering
Once they have their fill
They of course move on
But she will not
She stands true
Doing what she wants
If not to one man
Than every other
Some might call her a whore
Some say she is a slut
Some are certain that she
Will die of some awful
Four letter disease
But not I
Not a man that can relate
She won’t die
Because unlike so many
Again and again
She will truly live
I won’t say that I can
And will always agree
With all that she does
But I without question
Believe in the idea that life
Like hers and mine
Are ours alone to decide
Faith is not required
Morals are not so needed
Right and wrong
Are lines increasingly blurred
To us fate is in control
In our hearts and minds
We are driving that car…



Driving That Car
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013