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Mark of Pentheus

by T.J. Carver

This Bacchanalian, lustful drinking
has drowned their thirst, but left me thinking:
if they won't sober--senses dead--
will their thirst destroy my head?

My mind is raw, always screaming


I, reaching for the shore,
wonder what I'm reaching for.
For if I reach that barren land,
I know the water shall outweigh the sand.

04/22/2008

Author's Note: This was supposed to be the concluding stanzas to Mark of Tantalus, but after conferring with the person to whom the poem was dedicated, we decided this should be a stand alone poem/twin to Mark of Tantlus.

Posted on 04/22/2008
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