Join The Justice Squad © Surazeus 2024 03 11 She mails letters from Desolation Row so I can know what happens to the ghosts who struggle every day to play the show with spirit-twisting passion of proud boasts, yet I refuse to say where I have been, still hoping to explain what I have seen. She photographs torn bodies of the dead half buried in rubble of bombed-out homes so I can build tombs for them in my head while recording their tales in dusty tomes that groan unread in dim library halls as their children play chase in waterfalls. She visits trailer-home parks outside town to document bitter lives of the poor who prefer the preacher become their clown to make them laugh that they can earn no more, unable to work sick in factories because they had to sell their psychic keys. She films the homeless singer by the bank who sings about the Calculator Man who bravely faced down the tyranny tank in world revolution that angels ban by burning down Statue of Liberty whose Book of Deeds crumbles into the sea. She photoshops her magazine face in picture with her children in her arms to prove she will always be Princess Grace fit to rule the kingdom of failing farms, till Humpty Dumpty tumbles off the throne at second coming of the three-eyed crone. She stands before the academic crowd to talk about Power of Poetry sanctioned by the Faceless God in the cloud whose perfect world includes dire poverty for crippled children orphaned by the king who claims all land as his with Magic Ring. She gathers flowers on the river shore to sing with joy that heals her broken heart while Hamlet sells food in the grocery store, hoping to evade fate of his star chart, till his father falls from Tower of Truth, which leaves him crowned as new messiah sleuth. She dances with the Jester by her grave after casting off strict religious chains, then forges Excalibur in the cave, used as propeller for the new airplane she flies above shining clouds to find God, but returns home to join the Justice Squad.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Monday, March 11, 2024
Join The Justice Squad
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