changed velocity

Her body sleek like a capsule, aptly called Eve,
she transports me, silently, across the river.

Sometimes I must resist the urge to accelerate
and then pull up fiercely on the parking brake.

Eve and me careening, ass over storied tin cup:
in my commuter's eye, that's how it would end.

Fireblossom challenged the Real Toads to write about bodies.