While Driving Nowhere

While Driving Nowhere
© Surazeus
2019 01 11

I tear another page from book of life
and fold it into paper airplane ghost
who haunts illusion of my loving wife
before she allocates the conscious most.

I write another tale for book of dreams
to explicate how gods die every day
because sweet flashing of our molecules
incarnates energy once forged by stars.

I wear another mask for book of games
and paint it striped with blood of ancient gods
to channel divine passion with new names
which motivates exposure of strange frauds.

I flash another verse for book of seems
then graduate new level of the Way
to study riddles of the cosmic rules
while driving nowhere in swift-flashing cars.