If Faust had but Loved, revised

So this is a poem I wrote with GPT-3. I previously posted it in this blog, but this time I have revised it on my own, without GPT-3, so I guess it’s now 60% mine, 40% GPT-3’s. It’s still not a great poem, but it’s maybe interesting? 

 

Red star- o’ dread star

 

Shatterest the sky

 

And the fire of imagery

 

Is to pyre of blackness thrown

 

 

 

If a god is born each morn

 

Where does it lie it when the evening

 

Casts down and off the sun

 

Casts to drown in dismal abyss

 

The dark, the silent, the dead?

 

 

 

The light of all resplendent stars

 

Is but reflection.

 

But in reflection, doubled and redoubled

 

Of the dark, I see a man

 

Born winged, haloed.

 

 

 

His family has snared gods

 

And he holds a demon by the hand

 

The light of the stars he will not look upon

 

For the demon’s eyes are pale-blind.

 

 

 

“It is finished. My work is done.”

 

“This man, like child, has shown me how to end it.”

 

“To break the cycle, not watch it rust.”

 

“I am broken, though, by atrocious lusts”

 

“I did not know that which I was, and now I know it too late.”

 

Shatter it!

 

 

 

/And if I have loved poorly/

 

/I ask, have thou loved well?/

 

/For if yes, thou will forgive/

 

/And if no, you must forgive/

 

/Lest your ruins stand in equal measure/

 

/Though thou wert left with but the corner stone/

 

“If you can, say something kind.”

 

The demon turns away

 

Fades into the blackness.

 

 

 

And if I am bled to show life, and I show life

 

I dare not complain- would I prefer steal the place of the corpse?

 

Would I prefer the demon’s soul be mine?

 

I did love him- perambulate then!

 

To that deeper hell whence demons dead are sent

 

 

 

I do not remember the why of love

 

And how can they be my sins if I do not know them?

 

I shall find the demon’s soul, even if I do not remember the way.

 

As far as darkness is from colour’s din

 

So further again is that place of negative illumination.

 

I shall not pretend I shall return.

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