Lady of the night
over slept,
daylight exposes
her promiscuity
in red killer heels.
Heel that are well worn
to the job of vice,
lowlessness and lack of esteem.
Her umbrella a shield
from the downpour of ready cool
her family may get.
Who are we to cast judgement
on a person who dewlls in
the shopfront corners
of her mind?
Frown upon your
own deficiency of
wanting compassion,
take a picture of yourself
and exploit that as you have
the lady of the night.







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