how ayn rand really died

we are told by followers of annie randy panties
that she died of a failed heart
after stuffing herself full of
amphetamines & puffing away on her cigs through a bought of
lung cancer
spouting off until the very end about the beauty of
selfishness.

the truth is, annie didn’t die in such a manner
and if we look at her frozen-cold-self-centered-self-loving
exterior
we might just miss it
after all, it’s so easy to believe the quick stories, now isn’t it?
the way the mainstream media
manhandles us
and spits us out into the cesspool of opinion behind the garbage bins
somewhere in
gramercy or
tribeca---
anywho,
let’s look at annie through a oliver stone lens
let’s make of her history what she would not have wanted
picturing herself so fucking
self-righteous
that one would have to be sucking their own genitalia in front of a mirror to
top.

the underground legend states that
while walking home from one of her blessed objectivist rallies
she was confronted in an alley
by a few
unsavory fellows
with whom she probably never considered the likes of
when raving in her own insular existence
promoting the rejection of all forms of altruism.

and these lads of varying age & feelings on the subject of the old selfish
bag---
well, they had no use for her like raskolnikov having none for his old worthless landlady---
& clearly, whatever dough she had on her was more than they had in their pockets
so you can imagine her
surprise
when she realized that she was stuck in that alley
and nobody from hollywood was gonna help her out of this one
yes,
and all her republican buddies being out to lunch,
mr. greenspan, her biggest fan
nowhere to be seen---
with all the supporters of her beloved (and always functioning to the best of its ability) free market economy
just pushing through the crowds to help her---
oh how that would have been beautiful for her
if she had her way.

still, as the bats and the chains began to swing down
crashing on her face, her skull avec
the quick relentless stabs dotting bloody holes all over her
torso
and her screams of complete helplessness echoed up through the buildings---
i have to wonder if she reconsidered the whole of her ignorant
love for the rich,
and the crushing capitalistic terror that she advocated---
just wanting her slow death to stop
so she could explain to these unsatisfied individuals who had
fallen to the lowest rungs of her
economic ladder,
that she had had a change of heart
and all of a sudden she understood the real meaning of humanity.