Dreamless Eye Of Death © Surazeus 2023 06 12 Knowledge of soul-congealing light must come through my brain on opaque wings of red dawn, disguised as wounds that rip my pulsing soul on slow transition between states of mind while I trudge beneath exquisite lamp boughs that drip blood into dreamless eye of death. With tasteless morsels of intense surmise I reach out to dark shadow of my hope that slips away through doors of nevermore while I float tangled by my navel cord with undulating matrix of desire that carries me to dreamless eye of death. Carnivorous flower of my hungry brain, suppressed by casual weight of tuneless night, fuels my aggressive journey past myself with rumbling undertones of engine minds that drag me back from paradise to life when I wake free from dreamless eye of death. With abyss-probing instrument of truth I penetrate infinity of why to examine nature of this frail body by which I stumble down fraught road of life, expanding far beyond bounds of my soul that telescopes from dreamless eye of death. Conceptual spiders of my flashing brain drag neural web of frantic memories through swirling vortex of delirium toward cataclysmic maelstrom of my words till I surf turbulence of honest faith that blossoms worlds from dreamless eye of death. With lips still burning from sour angel kiss I try to sing eccentric code of truth, disarming demons hiding in my hands, till sheep dance laughing on wet meadow grass as shepherds construct starship from glass acorns that zooms black hole in dreamless eye of death. Wandering lost forever in maze of myths, that jostles wild with anonymous ghosts, I follow feeble flicker of glass bulbs to search dark underground for lonely souls who want to sing fierce howl of false desire, embalmed by fate in dreamless eye of death. My future self, encased in silver mask, thrusts wordless thoughts of love at my frail face with delicate wings of soul-slashing blades, distorting my perception of my being with magic apparatus of my mind which obliterates dreamless eye of death.
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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