Frantic Fear Of Death

Frantic Fear Of Death
© Surazeus
2025 06 03

Conglomerate souls of the singing sea 
assert beacon of light to wake from dream 
arrogant peregrine with glowing wings 
who calls to Morpheus with aching cry, 
so he eats juicy tangerine of faith 
where voices of angels reverberate. 

No convex mirror in cathedral hall 
could well reflect new mask that Nerthus wears 
when she bakes apple pies with cinnamon 
for Nordic heroes of the third world war 
to eat when they return from battlefields 
with paintings they stole from the House of Zeus. 

Anyone who speaks the language of birds 
knows how to lament when blind angels fall 
to become humans as robots of flesh 
who drink root beer while waiting by the phone 
for Prometheus to call with secret code 
that we could use to cure the dream disease. 

Yet white chrysanthemums of solemn death, 
that bloom from sponge brains of innocent gods, 
reveal strange kaleidoscope view of life 
that we adapt from radiant doors of time 
with eager faith to cross threshold of fear 
and face the devil who tricks us with lies. 

The spider that floats in water of hope 
wants to teach me art of weaving dream words 
in tangled tapestries of tortured truth 
presenting story of messiah sleuth 
who should be arriving any day now 
to unite warring states in global faith. 

Or we could give each other secret books 
in which we paste photographs of our friends 
whose names and tales we write on autumn leaves 
that blow away in hurricane of change 
which sweeps across our land of bleeding doors 
when angels and devils fight for world power. 

Since turtles allocate with careful votes 
who gets to join exclusive club of gods, 
we rebuild houses destroyed by thought bombs 
that tyrants hurl from frantic fear of death 
in social game where everyone must prove 
they have the right to live with free respect. 

Not wanting to care about death of people 
whose animating spirits of desire 
vanish in overripe wind of contempt, 
I justify the way I talk about 
conglomerate souls of the swirling sea 
who gather by the apple tree to sing.