Demythification

by James Dye

Amidst devils in a lonely bed,
I rest with chimeras only in my head.
Still, a nightmare breathes in adamantine chains.
Spake the grisly terrors of Amyclaeans,

"Psst, what never breathes desires
to march against the hours
from those who write down the rhyme
of history time after time.
Adonis, Apollo, and Venus
are as old as Methuselah.
Our history once said they were true
and so did you, and so do you."