Airport Of The Laughing Mime

Airport Of The Laughing Mime
© Surazeus
2023 03 01

Lost in vast airport of the laughing mime, 
I run forever toward gate of desire 
with desperate agony to catch my flight 
to transcendental mountains of intrigue 
in quest for cave of curiosity 
where cautious demons sew dream tapestry. 

Stuck in glass airport of the laughing mime, 
I stand beside gate to infinity 
and strum blues melodies on old guitar 
while chanting epic tale of Sundiata 
to redesign concept of heroism 
within fractal framework of socialism. 

Bored in steel airport of the laughing mime, 
I read history of the world in huge novels 
that answer question what would Jesus do 
as if he were German and not the Jew 
who walks on water as the Argonaut 
still searching Colchis for the Golden Naught. 

Shocked in mist airport of the laughing mime, 
I travel far to find what never tires 
because our incomprehensible Earth 
is rude with silence of our aching hearts 
about divine beauty of chemicals 
that bloom from sparkling waves of particles. 

Amused in airport of the laughing mime, 
I stand with silent trees on changing shores 
to embody strange country of my mind 
as wounded creature of threatening clouds 
who escapes true origin of the heart 
that translates common language of the chart. 

Pregnant in airport of the laughing mime, 
I swim upstream to cave of lurid ghosts 
so humble child of hunger may be born 
as talking animal with hidden wings 
who appears as the holy deer of truth 
in ruined cathedral of the dream sleuth. 

Revived in airport of the laughing mime, 
I sing ancient stories of desert ghosts 
who linger in shade of the prickly pear 
to speak in mournful language of the sand 
though airplanes full of passengers soar high 
across glass horizon of the world eye. 

Voiceless in airport of the laughing mime, 
I open every door to Nowhere Land 
where millions of people alone in rooms 
write code on blank walls with blood of their brains 
till I catch my flight to Elysium 
in starship powered by dilithium.