They Fell Poem by Patti Masterman

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..