Thebes

[constantine]

and the voices come out of nowhere
each memory an oracle
that exposes as it explains,
I wasn't receptive at the time
preoccupied, in the moment
life passes in moments, sometimes
they are spiders that consume their young
and they float on strands
invisible to the mortal eye
and come to rest
in slats and corners, in coalsack darkness
they whisper
and you knew but you couldn't listen

[stilltrucking]

Those Theban women
will give you the blues
Rip your heart out


sorry Constantine
just unrelated thoughts

I think your poem was well done
interesting subject
Thebes punches a lot of buttons in my mind
The man with one shoe for example
A mother is a boy's best friend.

thanks for writting
sorry about the ramble
sincerely
Jt.

[constantine]

we're cool! enjoyed your comments.

[stilltrucking]

Thank you
I was going to delete it.
I enjoyed your poem.

[constantine]

i attempted this as a distillation of the oedipus legend within a modern context. the theme is always contemporary. thanks jt.