White House That Floats

White House That Floats
© Surazeus
2024 06 03

Gold house that floats above the hill of skulls 
gives doors to horses prancing by the lake 
so they write letters with typewriter tools 
that prove their new messiah king is fake 
because nothing he touches turns to gold 
yet they will not admit they have been fooled. 

Red house that floats beyond horizon hills 
steals windows from glass temple of the clown 
who mails alarming utility bills 
to scam old people who never left town 
since each morning all the streets have new names 
that honor gods who win Olympic games. 

Blue house that floats around the merry park 
drops secret keys that unlock program code 
composed by daughter of the morning lark 
who walks after morning rain down the road 
on quest to find the Holy Grail she lost 
till she returns home, married to his ghost. 

Green house that floats beside the sailing ship 
grabs screaming demons from the sea of fire, 
transforming them to humans with each clip 
that severs wings for angels in the choir 
who fly to Heaven castled in the sand 
where the blind raven maps the Holy Land. 

Pink house that floats below cathedral bells 
wears mask of Jupiter to dance on stage 
in theater where snake queens crawl from wells 
who write stories with blood on the dream page 
as if we hear the television sprite 
who preaches truth he gained with second sight. 

Mauve house that floats within soft desert dunes 
hurls desperate bombs at homes where children play 
because their faces are marked with blood runes 
since they will become terrorists someday 
so Jehovah kills them with thunder strikes 
before they are old enough to ride bikes. 

Black house that floats along the mountain stream 
sucks light of the White Whole into my brain 
though I see how the world ends in my dream, 
so I go out and stand in evening rain 
to feel strange beauty of this spinning globe 
embodied by Ishtar in jeweled robe. 

White house that floats throughout vast maze of myths 
beams radiant spirits from God Eye of my mind 
so I carve magic spells on monoliths 
describing how our Cosmos is designed 
by atoms swerving in dark void of faith 
to randomly generate my soul wraith.