Made Large By Time © Surazeus 2023 03 16 Lost in snow-blue delirium of truth, eager to escape idol of his name, Alfred wades into changing tide of hope to measure seascape of indifferent love blooming as anemones in his heart made large by time in sharp shock of now. Because sparkling sand of the nameless beach consists of hard-shelled creatures and bright gems ground down to particles by swirling waves, Alfred feels atoms of his body buzz with thinning sunlight on high jagged cliffs made large by time in subtle surge of waves. Searching for truth in source of images flashing brilliant from fever of his eyes, Alfred concentrates on audible sands to translate anguish of the moonless man who clutches vainly at platinum mist made large by time in tranquil honesty. Skating his hand across texture of truth recorded by shells in clear starless sea, Alfred tugs at taut threads of molecules to test balance of his dilated mind that wants to consume motive of desire made large by time in garden of wet blooms. Tasting bitter green juice of ecstasy promised by the Glow Cloud of careless faith, Alfred watches memories of his strange life flicker on ocean waves of wordless fear, but laughs with relief through absurdity made large by time in cool Oregon wind. Struggling past dead stretches of timeless doubt concealed in picture albums of the past, Alfred lies resting on the ever-changing world to replay moments of his faded life when he danced fumbling by the willow tree made large by time in romantic belief. Climbing familiar hill of singing skulls, lit with eerie silver shimmer of stillness, Alfred grips secret seed of ancient truth, essential to structural passion of fate, then tells eye-fluttering wind his fatal plan made large by time in beauty of calm trust. Safe in snow-blue delirium of love lit by light from other worlds of our minds that break in hungry waves on this weird world, Alfred recognizes soul of his face shining in restless waves of desire made large by time in harmony he earns.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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