Saturday, December 17, 2022

Cup Of Hot Chocolate

Cup Of Hot Chocolate
© Surazeus
2022 12 17

In garden of monstrous melons she feels 
sweet consolation of unspoken words 
when she wakes up in middle of her life 
aching to sing lullaby to the dead 
who give each other gifts of arrogance 
while they smile and sip their hot chocolate. 

Still rootless after twenty thousand years, 
she walks along shore of another river 
where horror blossoms into her true face 
so she decides to care for the lost child 
who dies defending her against the wolf 
if the moon notices she is alive. 

As child of chaos in the silent hall, 
designed by architect with seven eyes, 
she calculates time to harvest the wheat 
but finds everybody dead in the dust 
since shadows hide secrets she wants to find 
though twilight wind explains excess of joy. 

Still awake in the middle of her life, 
she rides the wagon on the windswept plain 
beyond all sense of ever-changing time 
since laughter echoes between broken hills 
in pattern of the border that matures 
with pungent scent of flowers after rain. 

Decision to go one specific way 
out of ten thousand possibilities 
designs the fate she always would achieve, 
except for that one day by the sad sea 
when she goes everywhere she can at once, 
however clean the rain considers pride. 

Too old to not be happy anymore, 
she savors sweetness of the food she eats 
and gazes with amazement at strange hills 
lush with cedars that understand her pain 
though she never expresses it in words 
except to arrange stones in ring of truth. 

She tries to name each person in the world 
by knocking on doors of homes not yet built 
to talk about the man who always dies 
yet floats alive as glow cloud in the sky 
who watches us with eyes of ancient truth 
till we hide in faith of unspoken thoughts. 

Consuming monstrous melons before dawn, 
she lights small crackling fire in ring of stones 
with eerie flames that luminate the world 
which forms one giant circle of bleak hills 
around eternal still point of her heart 
when she gives me cup of hot chocolate. 

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