Trafficker

 Among the shadows where two streets cross,
A woman lurks in the dark and waits
To move on when a policeman heaves in view.

Smiling a broken smile from a face
Painted over haggard bones and desperate eyes,
All night she offers passers-by what they will
Of her beauty wasted, body faded, claims gone,
And no takers.

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