and she is suddenly flush
too warm. The week
had passed in whispers
of passion, little more.
What is this? she sighed.
and in restless thought
conclusions came clean;
processing a priori to priori
to conclusionary statements of
invalid over and over again
until the validation came;
greed. So simple, she adores
what they are but wants
quantity as well as quality.
Oh she is a greedy girl.
