SMELTED AND TARNISHED

Our machine coated itself in 
honey and buried itself in ants.
Yet, what a beautiful 
and efficient invention we were:
parents to human desire, 
we groaned in the junkyard when love
became these ruined hulks. 
Bliss corrodes you 
to your core. 
Hate, steam, and metal
hammered us each to each;
we now sell our rust.