Wednesday, March 12, 2025

Court Of Vapid Fame

Court Of Vapid Fame
© Surazeus
2025 03 12

When I wake up with wings spread from my heart 
I throw stone of my brain into the wind 
so bird of happiness flies toward the moon 
to billow huge white storm of thunder clouds 
that light my body bright as radium 
with abstract beauty of eternal love. 

Complex wholeness of the temporal truth 
multiplies our bodies across lush hills 
based on boundless formality of fate 
encasing tense emotions in stone words 
inclined to debate imaginative faith 
with solemn-eyed respect for moon beliefs. 

New representation of the wild soul 
regressing from mute terror in the stone 
expands weird system of belief in light 
that should include architecture of faith 
surrounding naked bodies we express 
through careful dancing with elegant grace. 

Stars are not fixed though they seem not to move 
beyond one inch in twenty thousand years 
despite attempts to voice confused beliefs 
that souls which animate our frames of clay 
beam down from fountain of immortal light 
to flush our aching flesh with hungry hope. 

Alarmed inaction of the noble prince, 
faced with contempt from social rottenness 
performed by impotent men grasping power, 
exhausts his passionate display of faith 
that arc of justice will soon bend his way 
to energize rebellion through respect. 

Asserting force of truth with strength of love 
to oppose the tyrant trampling our rights, 
young doppelganger of the noble prince 
too cautiously approaches how to fight 
against the thief who wears fake mask of Christ 
while exercising blatant theft of wealth. 

Yet I shall dance among the daffodils 
while wandering lonely as the faceless cloud 
far from the glittering court of vapid fame 
to hide from thirst of the social vampire 
who demands we perform to great acclaim 
in return for wealth they deign to award. 

Through ultimate unknowability 
without objective evidence of facts 
I exhale divine breath of the timeless word 
that causes ripples on the sea of souls 
where I transmute into mythical tale 
that records my journey on noble quest 
to incarnate in children before I die. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus and Hamlet drink wine and discuss how to oppose the tyrannical oligarchy of Midas and Pluto attempting to take over America.

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