Angel In The Dark Door

Angel In The Dark Door
© Surazeus
2025 05 29

When the angel in the dark door calls me 
with eerie voice of ocean waves at dawn, 
I rise from bed and walk my charming home 
where my wife and children sleep safe from harm, 
then fly out the cracked window of my mind 
and glide above the maze of ancient myths. 

If the angel in the dark door knows why 
our frail bodies are chemical machines 
that function temporarily on hope, 
then I might find ghost of my primal self 
performing on the television screen 
role of tragic hero the world respects. 

Since the angel in the dark door chants spells 
of wind that rustles leaves on rugged hills, 
I might understand pain of suffering 
experienced by the uncrowned king of fate 
who hangs of the cross of world revolution 
in vain quest to overthrow god of wealth. 

Though the angel in the dark door conceals 
shocking prophecy of the scarlet horse 
concerning who will win the next world war, 
I play chess with Death on the beach of lies 
till I win eternal life in my head 
as my soul dissolves to dust in the wind. 

Till the angel in the dark door returns 
from palace of Heaven on crystal clouds, 
I will climb the stairway of golden keys 
forged from bones of dragons in the hills 
whose black blood fuels engines of machines 
by which we humans conquer the waste land. 

Where the angel in the dark door plants seeds, 
that she and I stole from Adam and Eve 
off Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil, 
I build new temple of the Holy Ghost 
that programs immortal soul of my genes 
with memories from lives my ancestors lived. 

Yet the angel in the dark door conspires 
with laughing devils born in Wonderland 
to trick the White Queen with sly money scam 
to buy cheap timeshares for the Afterlife 
where Hamlet and Juliet wearing crowns 
attend Ring of the Nibelung opera. 

Lest the angel in the dark door realize 
reality is illusion of our minds 
and crown himself new Emperor of Earth, 
I blow the grand trumpet of Gideon 
and wield the wand of Zambor to support 
Justice and Liberty who rule the world. 

Why the angel in the dark door designs 
weird ontology of our new world view 
I understand with bright epiphany 
that shakes foundation of the old world order 
with firm allegiance to Goddess Ishtar 
who rules the world from ziggurat of Ur. 

So the angel in the dark door explains 
the obvious secret of eternal life 
how we reincarnate again in flesh 
when sperm of man fructifies egg of woman 
and generates new chemical machine 
that replicates immortal soul of genes.