Ghost Mental Ward

Ghost Mental Ward
© Surazeus
2024 05 20

Waking up in the blue shadow of thought 
inside the white-walled room of dreamlessness, 
I pretend I am more than some robot 
programmed to replicate pure happiness 
that gleams in beam of moonlight on the chair 
where I sit and teleport everywhere. 

Soft whisper of the spring-warm evening rain, 
expressing thoughts that I would never share, 
caresses concept of the window pane 
with mapless reference to the Everywhere 
that lures me beyond the hospital door 
where I disarrange all our social lore. 

Each flash of wireless words in waves of weird 
deregulates strange legal attitude 
providing clear suggestions for the feared 
who dance with strict abandon in the nude 
despite quick tempo of the fiddle tune 
that tricks me to see your face in the moon. 

To claim asylum in ghost mental ward, 
where faces carved in stone may sunly shine, 
I pretend plastic pen is mighty sword 
by which I conquer hate with minus sign 
subtracting rage with compassionate words 
that distract attention of haughty birds. 

Waking up in the blue twilight of faith 
outside stone walls of cold cathedral tomb, 
I compose my soul as chemical wraith 
with genetic threads in maternal womb 
through incarnation of immortal soul 
reborn from objective of the white whole. 

Bound with passion of the daily routine 
that measures progress of evolving forms, 
I bring basket of fruit to the May Queen 
whose gentle laughter causes global storms, 
so I retreat to haven of blank books 
because the world is run by clever crooks. 

Prone on steel anvil of spirit rebirth, 
I writhe from therapy of lighting strikes 
which swells my brain with visions of the Earth 
where young lovers explore the world on bikes, 
till I wake calm in emptiness of rage, 
ready to perform my role on the stage. 

These riddling spells forged into mask of I 
conceal true nature of my being from God 
who dreams in spiral abyss of my eye, 
yet mirrors primal psyche of the toad 
which programs how my brain perceives the world 
when at last I become the cosmic herald.