Lamentation Of Phorcus © Surazeus 2023 08 06 Rowing frail boat on the dark sea at night where vast waters trap my heart with despair, I search for stars that show me where I am, lost in boundless nowhere of the weird sky that always seems to watch me without eyes, so I become the flowing tide of change. When huge sea monster of my aching soul emerges from black waters of despair to swallow hungry horror of my lust, I wrestle with demonic rage of hope which animates my frail body with strength till I control fierce anger of my mind. Returning to shifting sands of the shore with sea monster of despair in my hands, I slice and roast its flesh on crackling flames that writhe in wind on flat-top pyramid where I drink its spirit in hot blood wine, and dance till its ancient power is mine. Wearing fish-mouth skull on my head as crown that grants me sky authority to rule, I reign on flat-top pyramid of bones before assembled crowd of refugees, and proclaim myself true god of the sea, so they cheer and obey all my commands. When red stars shimmer in the boundless sky the silver owl-faced demon of the moon smiles down at me on flat-top pyramid as I choose fertile woman in the crowd to receive spark of blessing from my heart so she creates new body for my soul. Feeding pregnant bride with fruit of my heart, which my worshippers cull from blooming trees, I protect her body from storming rain, till her husband leaps up pyramid stairs and thrusts sharp spear into her swollen womb to destroy incarnation of my soul. Filled with demonic rage at shock of death, I howl at absence of her vibrant soul, then fight the fool who killed my charming queen because she chose to love me over him, till I crush his skull with scepter of truth and throw him to cruel wolves of my despair. Cradling queen I cherish more than myself on flat-top pyramid by the sad sea, I cry out lamentation of my heart at terrible loss of woman I love whose charming spirit vanished from this world, which leaves me lost under empty blue sky.
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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