A Christmas tree in an open top sports car

God, you look cool in the passenger seat.
All leaned back, imaginary chin pointing up.
If you weren’t covered in a 7-foot hairnet
I know your pines would be flowing in the wind.
If you had arms
I know you’d have slipped Top Gun Aviators
over your alpine green eyes,
you’d have your left hand resting
on the edge of the door and your right
slowly passing through your spiky hair.
If you had lips
I know you’d be holding back a smile.
I know you’d be mouthing Call me to passersby.
I know you be hoping that wherever you’re going
has an organised colour scheme.

© Carl Burkitt 2020

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