Naked at the Feast

In a standing trance
Totally self possessed
Cup filled to the brim
Like Dionysus

The Sun has died forever
In spite of how it lingers
It’s dead in the sky
Dying on the vine

There’s laughter on the breeze
The night’s creeping in
All that’s left is the Moon and its just waning
I have this kind of dream

Where I'm naked at the feast
They’re gonna eat me alive
And I'm just waiting waiting waiting
The Sun has died forever In spite of how it lingers

Dead in the sky
Dying on the vine