Dionysus
Pain pounded
in Dionysus’ head.
a constant thrum of pain
that woke him in
the morning
and put him to sleep
at night.
Many thought someone
so constantly drunk
had no time to be hungover.
they were wrong.
Pain pounded
In a 12 year old Dionysus’
head
not from alcohol,
he would know that pain later.
but from sadness.
as he watched his father
slam the door
on the way out.
pain screamed
in 16 year old Dionysus’ head.
as he put a rose upon his mothers
casket.
Nothing pounded
in 18 year old Dionysus’ head
as he wrapped his hand
adound a bottle
of vodka.
for once
as he took
a
burning
sip
he heard
silence.
Drunken Headache
was better
than
sober heartache,
he supposed.
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