A stately Lexus leisurely
Steals through the street,
Its red neon rear lights
In tone with garish bars
That pound bass rhythms into
The mystical three a.m. night.
The limo chances upon
A girl – all legs and rhythm
And the two halt instinctively.
She dissolves into its depths
And the limo slithers on –
In its wake a heady mix of
Cheap and expensive perfume. 