The Damned

**Written for the "Cheater" contest.**

Fed you demons well
upon the idlewile strain,
driven by those
mindless tales
as you scrub and wash
this heart away--
like a stain of
corruption, circling
the drain...

Pray thee, wrought desire
upon the frenzied rise,
of what small devils, kept
asleep inside, within the dormant
reside of what cannot be
swept, hovering motes are
merely the minute molecules,
disassembling this invention
of you and I

As yes, we all
must remain imperfect
and human-- left only this;
an idolatry of words,
and driven to wrought it
all away in the gibberish
of limbs, and the coiling
tongues, which spat us out
with lustful laughter,
and spells that cannot
be broken

Oh how you may have once
walked in beauty, of what
a fool believes when his
eyes are shut, hath nothing
more to bend your light;
for the mirror within my
eye has been shattered.

It was not only you
which could give it all away;
as you scorned the one
that you hold, and loathe
what had occurred between us
was nothing but one night--
As I ride away within
that dark chasm, grown wild
and rich, to collect a few
of my own sins

For amongst us lesser creatures,
a night is all that is required
to begin again, from those soft warm
puddles where life first began
to unravel its mysteries Darling,
is truly the human mud
which required the eye and hands
to mold us all into what shape
beholden, in the mirrors of the eye.

And you have become
memorae's longing vampire,
for I can see nothing
that I can believe in--
ever again,
never again...

Forever more.

Uley