Mirror Of My Mind

Mirror Of My Mind
© Surazeus
2023 05 02

Passing through blurry mirror of my mind 
I twist distorting into nameless you 
so I become something I cannot see 
and thus I vanish into nothing more 
than tweets of birds in trees that never sing 
as wind erases me from everything. 

Too starkly awake on paralyzed legs 
the you who is me walks vast cement maze 
as stinking garbage packaged in meat bag 
who sings confounding spells of angry lust 
in harmony with chugging engine growl 
to drink waste water of foul memory. 

Though river of my body sparkles bright 
with snowflakes of the lonely mountain peak 
I sludge into intestines of the city 
to cleanse foul rooms and alleys of disease 
till I become despair sad strangers hide 
as we flush our minds of traumatic fears. 

The grim state officer in the gray room 
erases every word with thick black marks 
in manuscripts that describe violence 
when fathers in uniforms wear steel masks 
and beat children of strangers with batons 
to enforce absolute law of the leader. 

My dreams are rainbow fairies with light wings 
smothered by black shadow of arrogance 
for seeds of revolution sprout from fear, 
transforming horror into honest courage 
so I expand from constriction of rage 
to fight fierce father with the burning gun. 

I see facts of injustice with shut eyes 
because I open my eyes in the dark 
to sing beautiful horror of mute truth 
and with passive resistance rise to stand 
against blasts of hate though they destroy me 
for I am walls that protect paradise. 

From somewhere lost in maze of paradise, 
as hungry rat in alleys of trashed dreams, 
I gaze into clear mirror of the sky 
to see happy souls I will never be 
embodied by the rider on the bird 
who promises freedom, and flies away. 

Ancient stones in rivers that sing to me 
pull writhing string of my body to ravel 
memories of my hope in tangled knots 
which I must weave in flexile angel wings 
so I can fly through mirror of my mind 
to twist my fake self back into real me.