Dreams Of Atom Eyes

Dreams Of Atom Eyes
© Surazeus
2025 04 20

Despite morbid beauty of heartless trees 
stomping with root feet on asphalt highways, 
which tears them apart in fragments of fear, 
we vote to cut them into planks of wood 
so we can build Bridge of Forgetfulness 
across abyss of wretched travesties. 

Startled awake by sudden storm-sharp breeze 
that causes us to shudder in our maze 
of rattled doors, possessed by puppeteer 
born in the hall of mirrors, Neptune laughs 
and runs without restraint on glowing beach 
to catch elusive butterfly of truth. 

Curious to comprehend concept of good, 
invented by the witch of of cheerfulness, 
I carve runes to record weird memories 
that seem to involve uniformed giraffes 
earning state-stamped certificates to teach 
oracles uttered by messiah sleuth. 

Tremulous demons of benevolence, 
neglected by children of Pegasus, 
study in college to be specialists 
in various disciplines with secret codes 
designed to program how our brains perceive 
clusters of color as objective forms. 

Meticulous agents of arrogance, 
confounded by riddles of Sisyphus, 
decide to work as honest corporatists 
in secret project to control the world, 
conducting war of arbitrary rules 
against free agents of psychotic will. 

Arrested by agents of haughty toads, 
who disregard laws of fate to deceive 
innocent people with conceptual storms, 
blind prophet becomes the new cosmic herald 
whose scriptures are studied in global schools 
by wizards who play on capitol hill. 

Though my heart, gentle as the whippoorwill, 
respects each person in the global choir 
who sings with billion voices of One Mind, 
I rest in cave of illusions to feel 
electric flashing of the cosmic wheel 
that weaves my brain from dreams of atom eyes. 

Hearts burning bright as bush on Mount Horeb, 
we dance together on the river shore 
after trudging ten years in the waste land 
to gaze astonished at star-eyed cherub 
who sells ripe apples at the grocery store 
till state agents deport him from our land.