Dionysus
Andrea Laws
serpents no longer crown his horns
his limbs…
torn to burn and stir
giving birth to pomegranates for
mortal blood
drunk and sober realities accompanied with
weapons of vines and ivy,
shackle the
cursed witnesses of his
transformations
spring obsession brings forth
his arrival
dominating her raging ones;
Rhea’s Mysteries
as Maenads sacrifice to
create legacies based on
the religious right of death
Dionysus! Dionysus! Dionysus!
your offering begins with
troubled souls
lost in darkness that you
created to find them again
free the righteous from
their chains of guilt
tear away shame brought by
man
your judging time begins
now and
forever shall be
