Marker

Encased from the hazardous world, swirled.
Fitted and Darkened the cell it is trapped
Removed for convenience to stain the world,
With the blood pressured, it leaves the land mapped

Dragged. The living corpse is forever used
Lest the blood dry up, vampiric users
Deny the body and bargains bruised
The can, cannot, and the lost are choosers

Always in gilded tales of old and write
The words printed cause the utensils blight
Are you, you? Forever molded to do.
Are you the marker, or are you you, true