18th b@tch i met -iv

Shes a mindless giant

A thoughtful fetish

An outdated pharmaceutical

A torn and shredded and trashed and set fire to fallen ash from the air, staining the clean pearl carpets the gods picked out to seamlessly pave the way to manna from heaven in an oceanic time capsule of words much struggled over and taken down by real compassionate lovers of life and liberty and literature

She’s ahistorical

Inconvertible

The most common denominator

Hedged against the gold

Standard

That’s why they love and hate her

Excessively

Drearily gambling all her family heirlooms

Away