Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Hell Arose

My work day is finally done.

I sit in a cafe to wait

My train, toasting the setting sun.

A martini to celebrate

The closing of a money deal

That will give some poor suckers loss.

The devil approaches - for real!

And upon my table does toss

A red rose, and then disappears,

Some loony jokester on the roam.

I take the rose as the time nears

To catch my train for the trip home.

The devil's rose did tell the tale.

I rode the train into derail.