Rebirth Of Clementine © Surazeus 2024 01 24 When I open the book of screaming ghosts I think about the people I love most whose names I carve on desert-polished rocks which open when the riddle-coded lock hears whisper of my voice on river breeze as I return from Hell with Atom Key. We gather in church to eat lemon cakes while analyzing concept of the fake, then stand in circle and hum ocean tunes that conjure eerie beauty of the moon, so I paint names of gods on old road signs since I long for rebirth of Clementine. Beneath hungry mountain of fear that looms, we eat hamburgers in candle-lit room with dreamy horror as the grapevine sprouts to provide sustenance for social clout with revelation that global fame reeks from arrogant pride stolen by the meek. Exploring the world on sleek silver skates, I fall in love with sweet daughter of Fate whose eyes entrance my soul with fatal truths when she appoints me new messiah sleuth, commissioned to defeat all tyrant kings with spells that spiral from my magic ring. Yet still I search abandoned jewel mines for new-born daughter of my Clementine who imitates me when I perform roles designed to enhance aura of my soul, so I visit ten thousand small book stores to find the key of long-forgotten lore. So I circle the Earth on countless roads to find the mantra-chanting Buddha Toad who ponders secret of rotating cubes while floating over television tube in meditation from dreams of androids who chant pulsing vortex of the brain void. I hide in fairy tales of sacred books how Clementine was born in secret rook as daughter of Rapunzel with three eyes who teaches me with patience how to fly though I discuss philosophy with rams who stare at me through soul of the I Am. Awake as me on hundred zillion worlds, I always play role of the cosmic herald hoping to understand the minds of girls who dance with divine joy in ocean swirl as they create new life from eggs with seeds which seers codify in religious creed.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Wednesday, January 24, 2024
Rebirth Of Clementine
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