She looked down…

She looked down from their hotel room,
As bored as she could be;
I saw the rich man she was with,
And know that she saw me
 
She turned away, contemptuous,
As though she had been slapped –
My poor dear madame, I too, know
What it is to
Be trapped

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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