They filmed her harder, harder, till her hair
was platinum, her teeth gems, her eyes
sapphires pressed by a banker's thumb.
She sang to camera one, gushed
at the greased-up lens, her skin investors' gold,
her fingernails mother-of-pearl, her voice
champagne to sip from her lips. A poet came,
found her wondrous to behold. She married him.
The whole world swooned.
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