King Of Somewhere Else

King Of Somewhere Else
© Surazeus
2024 09 16

Brave enough to explore the Somewhere Else, 
I mimic thoughts other languages mold 
from clay of concepts scooped from river beds 
to mirror spirit of identity 
original to weird dreams which translate 
my body from ghost of god in the stars. 

Illuminated cranium of my mind 
glows green with light of countless ocean moons 
that grow into feathers on my heart wings 
so I transform from flame of molecules 
to golden idol of the faceless god 
who stands translucent in temple of fear. 

With ever-flowing tides of nonchalance 
I join excessive throng of singing ghosts 
who speak ten thousand languages of hope 
that swirl in universal choir of souls 
to worship painting of the evil tree 
with obscene prayers of new clandestine faith. 

Because I know how beautiful we are 
in wild ecstatic howling of the heart, 
I praise the forest that keeps us alive 
through television dramas which expose 
angry hatred of the faith-wounded heart 
who believes they are the wolf of the lake. 

At sudden hammering of the holy hand 
when Thor reshapes the world view of our brains, 
we chop off head of the arrogant king, 
then flee across the wide indifferent sea 
to hide in cave of illusions where God 
arranges Runes to prophesy his rule. 

Shipwrecked on island of the happy cow, 
I crown myself new King of Somewhere Else 
as holy monarch of unsceptered isle 
by walking every signless road of faith 
with magical qualities of exchange 
when I roast meat on altar of dead gods. 

Ruling on pyramid of the god-eye, 
I melt my golden halo to mold coins 
which I mete out to everyone who asks 
so we can expand empire of desire 
to change perspective of the holy fool 
who writes world history on frail autumn leaves. 

Awake in cage as serpent of the tree, 
I slice open my heart with Sword of Truth 
so every river in the world may flow 
sparkling in valleys where our children play 
hide and seek with devil in the details 
while imitating King of Somewhere Else.