Dionysus
I have known Dionysus long..
Through wine, dance and song..
And he has known me, with a fervor strong..
From dusk to dawn he reigns the naught..
Many times I have made him laugh..
In grape-stained revelries of spaz..
Tragic and grasping for lunar ecstasies..
Beneath stars, my fate spelled by their parting..
Most recently in the wake of a full moon..
The mighty beast that lurks within my womb..
Begging for penance and silvery boon..
Soon consumed all thoughts of light..
What's right and orderly; our lord Apollo..
Yet as he sleeps his fiery head beneath dusks edge..
And the blood of madness t'was swallowed..
From the hollows b'neath did he wake..
A quaking unmistakable, led to the wooded nook..
As the drums pound and the animals surrounding took..
The clothes are stripped, in the life of the vine we drown..
Eyes roll back belying the pale light of Night Sky's crown..
Flesh upon flesh and the pouring of blood..
Like the jackle in hunt, like the doe in prance..
Leaping fiendishly, swaying with the witches of chance..
Dionysus upon his throne of mud and folly smirk'd..
A fire of three stories height burned at center..
Around we swirled, as the heat of primal surge splintered..
Teeth fanged and barred as dissonance rang..
His command; "Submit yourself to the Flame."
Without Reason's block, I twirled into the pit..
Enveloped by maelstrom my body lit..
I sang a song of scream and pain disintegrating to wisp..
Entertained the Mad-God bellowed the laugh of a kid..
The rest is fog and lost, the others run off and gone..
Apollo wiping the sleep from his eyes peered o'er the dawn..
There I lay naked, alone yet strong..
Clothed in the grace of remembering melody; his wild song..