freedom

My idea of freedom

Is having my own transport

To get away

When I want

Where I want

To

Or

Away

I feel hamstrung

Completely handicapped

Without

My breath becomes

Constricted

Just at the thought

Vacations

Are a nightmare

If we haven’t driven

I like to be in control

Not surrender my will

To a silly place

Even if

It is god’s own country

Driving is catharsis

Good old Freud

Had he lived longer

I am sure

He would have

Had his say

About

Why car is

symbol of freedom

For a woman

Everything libidinous about it