Dionysian Aesthetics

They were manic-depressive lunatics,
better known as poets to wretched dregs.
I court the madness and dance with
the shadows from the undulating flames.
Drunken bliss.
Intoxicating youth.
Heaven and hell.
The blood they sweat from gaping pores
pour into jagged cups for sun-scorched mouths.
I'm thirsty.
Join me in the jungle,
and I'll show you life as seen by madmen.
Horrific ecstasy.
Ecstatic horror.