She sweats your blood, feeds on your screams and cums to your cries; her ultimate pleasure. Simple Simon, Kentucky fried in all his glory, forces you to see the destruction of a joker’s waking day. Her heart solid, impenetrable steal forever trapped in a knobby cage. Her flesh fleeting, flushed with a rose-tinted pre-war glow, then gone. Cemented, in this way, she will not lament for the wicked can only posses so much compassion.