Wednesday, January 12, 2022

Radiance Of The Wraith

Radiance Of The Wraith
© Surazeus
2022 01 12

Not ever bursts electric flower of light 
too fast for speakers puzzling honest jokes 
though white wolf lingers soft in silver mist 
to study angst of harsh industrial blight 
in field of paradise where demon soaks 
still shocked at riddle of the analyst. 

Not often crushed by sneers of rolling stones 
beyond moss-covered ruins of paradise 
we wait in wilderness of signless roads 
for even preachers who read dragon bones 
to translate prophecies of bad advice 
though factory workers worship iron toads. 

Blank masks of street magicians tricking fools 
may mirror psychic tropes of tragic stage 
where standard characters can play their roles 
constructing new world view with logic tools 
described by words of blood smeared on the page 
with formulas that predict mental wholes. 

Through static crackling on black radios 
we hear strange message from the global king 
brought by the wingless angel in mute skies 
that lists each dead god in their cameos 
on social dramas where blind demons sing 
lost epic tales on tragic fate of spies. 

Not whether chess games can be won or lost 
through bellic strategies fierce seraph ploys 
in cunning plan to rule the spinning world 
reveals arcane expression of the ghost 
who mocks confusing roles for girls and boys 
defined by script erased by cosmic herald. 

Not always ardent based on tangling spells 
disguised as vines of grapes on lattice frames 
could we confess our love to faceless sprite 
who crawls at midnight from abysmal wells 
with shining eyes of hunger to eat names 
inadequate to bind our brains with right. 

Each human face I see in shadow play 
conceals strange thoughts I cannot hear in rain 
though I reach out my hand with eager hope 
to touch elusive truth no eyes display 
because I choose to bear heart-twisting pain 
which gives me courage of your love to cope. 

So many people on harsh road of fear 
collapse from horror of the fruitful way 
at shocking shatter of world view we faith 
though I wait stuck in empty house of here 
with nothing to exhale but wordless pray 
because I am now radiance of the wraith. 


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