Wow, I felt that I was riding that poem. I get so much of every point of it, Mmmm. That was savoury. My only problem with it is that I felt you were telling me something during the whole poem, and then you ask a question at the end which throws me off. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to trust you about. Has me a bit puzzled, but non-the-less an exellent poem that I felt all the way through, till the end (when slammed into some parked bikes).

Thanks for the comment Richard =)
I'd like to clairify the question at the end for you. When asked "Dont you trust me?" what is meant is that I am asking the reader if they trust me or not. Everyday almost someone lectures me about smoking, or mahybe other things in my life that are considered "wrong"....on smoking, wouldnt you think i knew enough about all the bad things that came along with it?Especially after four years. The question comes from my enjoyment of making people feel guilty for doing something to me I dont like or hurting me.Call it sick, but its true. So,in perspective, if you were in a relationship, and your girlfriend, of a year or so, was so pissed at you and said "dont you trust me?" you would be offended or hurt correct?
I guess the main theme of this poem is a tricky woman....but take it as you may. Its art baby.