Monday, December 23, 2024

Swirl Of Electric Globe

Swirl Of Electric Globe
© Surazeus
2024 12 23

My heart can hear, with engine growls, hot blood 
of fractured Earth come gushing from my mouth 
as black ambrosia gurgling with the voice 
of naked demons who howl in sea wind 
with rancid lust of pulchritude, constrained 
by legal phrases broken by compassion. 

Yet quick attrition, brokered for contempt 
by smirk of death at ruby flare of noon, 
reduces bold effectiveness of faith 
through sustained attack of passionate prayers 
for more life, frail body mangled by bells 
floating down with illuminated clocks. 

Empty light of stretched-out eternity 
spirals tight in swirl of electric globe 
that nurtures organic creatures who love 
beauty of nature with attentive fear 
from slightly rocking rhythm of stream waves, 
revealed by afterthought of honest rage. 

Weighed down by divine gravity of souls, 
we surge from slimy spawn of primal hope 
to formulate four-legged body frames 
for climbing trees where frantic serpents sing 
hymns to demonic god with human face 
whose filament brain twitters engine lust. 

Ice shatters crystal shell of spirit mask 
at sultry kiss of the late morning sun, 
revealing ancient demons inside trees 
who stretch their wingless arms to grasp at light 
blasting our souls with fuel of desire 
to embrace beauty of transcendent air. 

I should prefer to climb the tall straight tree 
with demon claws of fierce ambitious faith 
so I can touch elusive flash of beauty 
beaming from your eyes, eyes vast as the sky 
enclosing our knowledge in structured scope 
centered on weird importance of my being. 

Night breeze inserts long tendril vines of lust 
to weave blood veins in matrix of my mind 
expanding larger than mountainous sphere 
interlaced with seasonal arrogance, 
too far from home to understand the why 
that death asserts as signal for rebirth. 

If wild boys swing from birch trees in the snow 
Earth rewards boldness of the brave decider 
who explores beyond bounds of the safe known 
with foolish fearlessness, misunderstood 
by nameless people who remember him 
as god-man who ascended to the stars. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus studies geography of our electric globe that swirls our conscious brains into being from sunlight and rain through transformation of fruit trees.

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