Hand eye co-ordination

[Keith]

She just stepped out!
A pale blue Ford slammed on
sending her into the air; -- The image is clear, but as a whole it's rather 'telling'. 
no sound came out, only a deep thud. -- This line, when read, feels a little like an oxymoron. Could be just me though.
Tights were torn at the knees
blood darkened in the nylon.
Asking to go home for a cup of tea
I took it to be a good sign,
embarrassed because she’d lost control. -- The rest of the stanza reads nicely and feels like you're building up something more... exciting? =)
 
The phone box stunk of piss
handset half melted by some Zippo.
In the panic my lips touched
a gobbed on receiver, 
I thought of AIDS and swallowing spittoons.
Ambulance please,
there’s been an accident, Park road shops
no they don’t have fucking numbers
hurry please, she’s in pain. -- YES! EXCITEMENT! The tempo and the word choices here are good. I love the way the poem is progressing. If I were to nitpick, well, for the last 4 lines, you can try playing around with different words and punctuation to introduce the feeling of urgency and panic.
 
Her name was Eileen,
it was embroidered on the pink slippers
in which she shuffled to the perspex off licence,
twenty B&H and a half bottle of whiskey
every Friday night with sausage chips and gravy,
but this was a Thursday and she’d run out of milk
and I couldn't stop her. -- It ends in a tragic fashion, and I like it. The first line can be just 'Eileen' though. I think that'll make it have more impact. Overall a good poem. Nice.

Hi brandontoh good to see you posting again, and thank you for the feedback, I changed the oxymoron around a few times before posting, I was trying to say she didn't make a sound....I will have another look. I will also take just Eileen to open the last stanza so thank you for that, I will have a think about your other comments before going into the edit. Many thanks, Keith