White widow,

      Multiple strain of existences lost to the naked view of a single un-imaginary eyed dredge male spider's reflected masculinities in a mentally clairvoyant ill broken by a remnant's holocaust future dark choices... The mirror's drowning hope for anything better than a quarantined lifetime image; This is... Until the revolution or death amidst her drowning.

      Will she devour the hybrid false tangent of hope threaded with death's typical inhumane slut labelled in darkness behind her back: Secret demon grovelling for another infatuated single instance of deviancy at her feet... Or submit endlessly to that which consumes: The desire to strive above: To fight, The definition by which stabilises all yet unto each their own infinite structure of woes is given.

In lieu of...
Men crawling into caves,
Forever.