demeter
"And down in Hades, your father will care for all the rest" -from Euripides' "The Trojan Women"
I will never be free of the Hector sadness. also Scamandrius was technically the last king of Troy which is something I think about sometimes and feel normal and sane.
Linked in arms, dance with me. Wine was spilt, not for three. More for two, two linked in hand. Hand-in-hand, watch them go. Laughter like grapes, complex like vines. They dance to their own design. Around the fire, through the woods. Calm mundane moments, love not misunderstood. Hand-in-hand, linked in embrace.
{ for Dionysus and Ariadne }
You want to fall on your knees.
You want to scream and beg about everything, that's wrong. Everything that's right and still wrong. What you should be. What you want to be. How your whole body hurts and the pain seems to go beyond. How it makes the whole world hurt. You plead for death or life or anything but this. You are chocking on your words as you realize... This is not how it works.
And your deity takes your hand. They hold you tight as they say
Do not kneel.
I walk with you. Help you. Teach you all I can. I care for you. But do not kneel in front of me and plead.
You have to stand so I can walk with you.