Thursday, January 11, 2024

Temple Of The Weeping Clown

Temple Of The Weeping Clown
© Surazeus
2024 01 11

In back of the red Volkswagen I watch 
raindrops glinting gold from rays of streetlamps 
electrocute my brain with eager hope 
that Icarus will give me his old wings 
so I can fly above vast maze of myths 
to find the temple of the weeping clown. 

In Seattle cafe the young sasquatch 
sips cappuccino and watches poor tramps 
sell bottles of perfume and farm-made soap 
to hippies who laugh when the jester sings 
satires that mock national politics 
outside the temple of the weeping clown. 

In gloomy cavern of the dreamy witch 
her three daughters dressed as black-leather punks 
make candles and incense for the ghost shop 
while nine wizards smoke weed in plastic bongs 
to contemplate the consciousness of rocks 
stored in the temple of the weeping clown. 

In dorm room of the Christian school the snitch, 
who likes to tease the pretty girls with pranks, 
helps dungeon master Jesus sail wood ship 
across the storm-lashed sea while chanting songs 
about demon goddess who rules the clocks, 
trapped in the temple of the weeping clown. 

In holiday parade by lake of sludge 
where Satan driving red plastic car honks 
at Aphrodite who wields leather whip, 
the wingless boy lists all the social wrongs 
poor people suffer with mental-forged locks 
to build the temple of the weeping clown. 

In courtroom of the damned the seraph judge 
assigns spy missions to devoted cranks 
who chase Orpheus to the windy cape 
where he shoots them all with eccentric bangs 
that crashes value of food factory stocks 
preserved in temple of the weeping clown. 

In final round of the world wrestling match 
that determines success of psychic monks 
the president who wins the popular vote 
inhales divine soul of god in his lungs 
to program spyware beyond legal fix 
that crashes temple of the weeping clown. 

In black-star mirror of the Bandersnatch, 
who keeps his abstract artwork in glass trunks, 
the wandering troubadour in long black coat 
climbs tower of Rapunzel on broken rungs 
while she escapes Heaven on River Styx 
to find the temple of the weeping clown. 


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