Thursday, 3 September 2015

She stands on the street corner

I see her silhouette off in the distance standing on the street corner
We draw near taken aback by her appearance.
White socked feet tucked into tall high heels,
Skin tight see through dress, fully exposing her body.
Wavering stumble attempting to strut elegantly.

She instantly responds with a gentle polite nature as we approach,
welcoming some basic needs and food items.
Face revealing exhaustion in her twelfth hour of work,
she shares her desire to be stood with for a moment to feel safe even just briefly.
I am stunned by her simple request.

Our time is quickly interrupted by a much older man 
He beckons her with no eye contact,
just a lingering stare. 
The moment shifts, she shifts into an experienced temptress before our eyes
our hearts break beholding the scene.












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