Speed Of My Soul

Speed Of My Soul
© Surazeus
2025 03 09

To keep up with the weird speed of my soul 
I stop before the television screen 
before it teleports me through all time 
so I can understand how people feel 
about quartz angels in the rolling stone 
that leads refugees from war in the gloom. 

To calculate the strict speed of my soul 
I map crazy roads through the Underworld 
where my ancestors walked before my birth 
so I can open brand new store in Hell 
repairing computers rancid with mold 
that oozes with oil polluting the firth. 

To analyze the fake speed of my soul 
I ask the mountain man with jewel eyes 
for hidden secret of the universe 
but all that Cronus is willing to tell 
is why sweet blueness attributes the skies 
with subtle reference to the holy curse. 

To randomize the quaint speed of my soul 
I spin the Wheel of Fortune to test fate 
against all outcomes augured by bird flight 
with bold assertion of my mental will 
to rule the world from secret river boat 
through sad tunes I play on dragon-bone flute. 

To overcome the stalled speed of my soul 
I build new piston-engine of desire 
to channel spirit of aggressive hope 
when I drive chariot of Ezekiel 
roaring down the highway to Zathamar 
past the desert station where gas is cheap. 

To allocate the force speed of my soul 
I meditate in cave of shadow plays 
where Plato eats fruit of Persephone 
to prove that our world is slow-spinning ball 
when I record hymns sung by the world muse 
to express my psychic epiphany. 

To ride far on the true speed of my soul 
I write script for weird television shows 
depicting how people perceive themselves 
as most important person on the hill 
when we play capture the flag through world maze 
in tribal contest between Bears and Wolves. 

To chase love with the wise speed of my soul 
I remove persona mask of my being 
to reveal my true self on stage of faith 
when Apollo crowns me with his laurel 
and Icarus repairs my wounded wing 
till I become conceptual Poet Wraith.