Career Girl (Poetry)

I could have been a gangster’s moll
I could have been a nun
I could have been a porno star
and outraged everyone

I could have been the mistress of
some very wealthy man
a muse for an artistic type
a geisha in Japan

Perhaps the favourite concubine
of an oil-rich Arab sheik
who dances for him in his tent
at least three times a week

Instead I’m just a shop girl in
a store that’s rather dull
so I spend my days imagining
I’m worlds away from Hull

and living quite a different life
but one thought makes me stop —
a porno star might dream sometimes
of working in a shop