Zeus’ Lament

I speak in dreams with Hercules my successor for the shepherdess seethes when I sit with him and share laughter she won’t see in him is my scent my shades and my shadow in him my breath my pain and my passion how long to the day I sip with him octaves of my resurrection how long to the night I take him back to the caves of qalabazi I sit on my mountain my lightning sizzled from my tears my beard melting like steel I have felled Titans and Poseidon but cannot fight those who don’t feel I will therefore seek him in the future as samurais seek the past as gods seek Olympus as a father seeks his boy because I am Hercules and Hercules he is I.