Beetle Light

As the street-light spanked the night
beetles darted then froze upon
hearing high heels clickety-click
on route to another dead-end trick

stained red lip-stick round
another dick-head
reminder of pleasure found
out of reach in their wife's bed

yellow casted glow
complimented hard lines,
trophies awarded for stress;
survival of insecure times

dead insects spotted the walk,
as she tramped through the night;
fighting beetles for the light