Overtaking me at the junction at a right hand turn.

I need to learn the highway code

I am a dopey woman

a prick

Your Aston Martin

Isn’t it lovely big and black

You in your suit and your pinstripe shirt

slamming your horn

Mansplaining

Your partner sitting next to you chiming in with unsisterhoodly remarks.

Cool headed with my flat rear tire

I know the highway code

I am avoiding a serious puncture

My words rundown by your slurs on my character

Heating up

Cold flat surface under my finger tips

Reflexes pull at my hand

At your wing mirror

Prick

Wanker

We have demeaned us both.