Headlights came up the drive,
she stepped out – slender
with long dark hair – Delilah
works in a club across the bridge.
Making a living with bumps and grinds.
(Existing on her esthetic looks)
Carrying a package,
especially made – for you.
Wrapped up nice and tight.
(deadly weapons are always concealed)
“Misfortune and sorrow why have you
come my way?”
Delilah returns to
bumps and grinds for stockbrokers,
whose wives wait at home.
Their babies – crying.
Watching the clock … the hours pass slowly.
“The sirens wail on this
This story needs some work.
But that is for the future, when I
feel I can approach it.
The Robert effect
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