Doohickey Of My Heart

Doohickey Of My Heart
© Surazeus
2023 06 25

For I have hidden on antique bookshelf 
in sunless corner of my haunted house 
worn maple-wood treasure box with bent hinge 
cluttered with rare doohickeys of my heart 
that horcrux my memories in fragile forms 
with aching anguish of forgotten lore. 

Each delicate doohickey of my heart, 
artfully arranged through shadow of hope 
in cabinet of curiosities 
among skulls of prophets, and leather books 
written centuries before I was born, 
hides in its symbol memories of my angst. 

Hand-crafted by grim half-blind artisans, 
with tangled hair, and crooked teeth, and grins 
wild as the wordless sea in red moonlight, 
these delicate doohickeys of my heart 
express forbidden passions I conceal 
with beauty not even the rich can buy. 

While wandering narrow winding alleyways 
deep down dim nameless streets in Gotham maze, 
I find each dear doohickey of my heart 
displayed behind despair-smeared window panes 
that catch attention of my faith-spurred eyes 
when stray sunset rays glint on their frail forms. 

So with slow cautious step of leather boots, 
my entrance announced by eerie bell ting, 
I timidly approach the moon-eyed wizard 
to respectfully inquire with gentle tones 
if I could see doohickey of my heart 
and offer price to purchase priceless truth. 

Whether holy grail stained with demon blood, 
or cameo depicting Septimius 
and his curly-haired Hera with gray eyes, 
or gold ring of invisibility, 
or mirror that reflects what I desire, 
I will buy each doohickey of my heart. 

When I place coin depicting fane of Janus 
on marble counter of the antique store 
to purchase bust of Pallas from Saturnus, 
the three-eyed raven flaps her mordant wings 
that stirs tart petrichor of honest faith 
which approves new doohickey of my heart. 

So when you visit me at haunted house 
of seven gables in oak-tangled woods 
I will present for your attentive eyes 
huge cabinet of curiosities 
that preserves as museum of our dreams 
these strange priceless doohickeys of my heart.