Sadness Is The Last Pear © Surazeus 2025 03 30 Because I break into blossom each time I step out of my body without my mind, I breathe the happiness of lonely wind, embarrassed when my brain begins to chime with passion of ambiguous respect for how our vehement bodies connect. Though sadness is the last pear on the tree where horses eat grass that grows from my grave, I carve my happiness in the dark cave where bats are the demons who can fly free to dry meadow where Gordius ties the knot since angels crown him King of Camelot. If anyone thinks art can cure disease they have not felt the piercing angst of faith branded in our hearts by eyes of the wraith, nor shivered when the chilly forest breeze blows tattered fog among laurels at dawn when the exiled king has to play the pawn. To learn survival in the wilderness, after great civilizations collapse at shocking strike of the apocalypse, I seek to overcome safe happiness with boisterous song of bitter irony based on my latest soul epiphany. Warm sunlight threads words in frame of my soul as I imagine how to save the world if I agree to play the cosmic herald, but meditate without reaching for my goal through unpredictable flight of the heart down secret trails not mapped on any chart. Untriggered anger of the wordless play inspires my long-reluctant heart to try for random chance at well-earned victory sailing swiftly across the wind-flashed bay against blank facades of ambivalence which cannot guarantee calm nonchalance. Attention to strict rules of dialogue maintains clear focus on bold self-defense against attack by minions of pretense at fateful commission to catalog destructive actions of traitors and thieves because my mother is the one who grieves. Annihilated light of unseen truth adjusts trajectory of our national curve where good leader we choose is tasked to serve needs of the people by messiah sleuth who washes clean our nation of despair because his hate teaches us how to care.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Sunday, March 30, 2025
Sadness Is The Last Pear
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