A lover's loss, a coward's lust. I watched them swarm in glacial movements, blocking the sun and regressing as one, one fucking heinous mistake. I carved my name in steel and stone, burdened by every rusted stain before my eyes; hopeless. My lungs ache, another miasmic breath takes to the air, I writhe in disbelief, barely holding posture. No will to learn, no reason to teach. The swine feed, in time, they breed. Draining beauty from life like blood to the leech. Drop the hammer upon the heart, the only ease to the abhorrence. The loss outweighs it all.