Miss Billings dismounted her motorbike
over by the garage wall
and in Marilyn Monroe like fashion
she walked up towards
the forecourt where you
were sweeping
between the pumps
with the big broom
Mr Fredericks had given you
a few minutes ago
to clear the last
of the snow
got you busy already kid?
she said
undoing the headscarf
and giving you the eye
yes he said to get off
the rest of the snow
she glanced around
the forecourt
well don't let me keep you kid
don't let it be said
I kept a keen man down
and she walked off
into the garage rooms
to the back office
swaying her backside
as she went
you watched
until she had disappeared
then swept more snow
from the pumps
until half hour later
(only three cars had entered
the forecourt for petrol)
you walked to the small office
at the front where the till
was kept and a small heater
was lit to keep you warm
when Miss Billings came along
and said
you want some coffee
or cocoa? or anything else
to get you warm?
coffee would be nice
you said
OK kid
she said
keep yourself warm in there
don't want you to freeze
your jewels off
and she swayed away
humming some song
as she went
you rubbed
your chilled hands
together to warm them
remembering that Christmas
when you and Judith
had walked
through the snow
carol singing
her cheeks red
with her cold
her hand touching yours
her breath exiting
her mouth
like cigarette smoke
and she pretended
she had a cigarette
between fingers
her eyes bright as stars
her hand squeezing
her fingers freezing
what you dreaming about kid?
Miss Billings said
putting a mug of coffee
by the till
O just thinking
of happy times
in my past
well hold on to it kid
she said
because it won't last
and she wiggled off
like some imitation Monroe
without the glitter or good looks
back to the back office
to play with herself
or make up the books.
Jun 4, 2013
Jun 4, 2013 at 4:05 PM UTC
Miss Billings dismounted her motorbike
over by the garage wall
and in Marilyn Monroe like fashion
she walked up towards
the forecourt where you
were sweeping
between the pumps
with the big broom
Mr Fredericks had given you
a few minutes ago
to clear the last
of the snow
got you busy already kid?
she said
undoing the headscarf
and giving you the eye
yes he said to get off
the rest of the snow
she glanced around
the forecourt
well don't let me keep you kid
don't let it be said
I kept a keen man down
and she walked off
into the garage rooms
to the back office
swaying her backside
as she went
you watched
until she had disappeared
then swept more snow
from the pumps
until half hour later
(only three cars had entered
the forecourt for petrol)
you walked to the small office
at the front where the till
was kept and a small heater
was lit to keep you warm
when Miss Billings came along
and said
you want some coffee
or cocoa? or anything else
to get you warm?
coffee would be nice
you said
OK kid
she said
keep yourself warm in there
don't want you to freeze
your jewels off
and she swayed away
humming some song
as she went
you rubbed
your chilled hands
together to warm them
remembering that Christmas
when you and Judith
had walked
through the snow
carol singing
her cheeks red
with her cold
her hand touching yours
her breath exiting
her mouth
like cigarette smoke
and she pretended
she had a cigarette
between fingers
her eyes bright as stars
her hand squeezing
her fingers freezing
what you dreaming about kid?
Miss Billings said
putting a mug of coffee
by the till
O just thinking
of happy times
in my past
well hold on to it kid
she said
because it won't last
and she wiggled off
like some imitation Monroe
without the glitter or good looks
back to the back office
to play with herself
or make up the books.
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