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Thursday, July 31, 2025

Wickedness Of Humble Gods

Wickedness Of Humble Gods
© Surazeus
2025 07 31

Assembled in the Septisolium, 
the seven Sibyls of the ancient world 
vote for high priestess to reign as Ishtar 
who performs her role in globe theater 
with courage of ecstatic heresies 
that flicker as stones deep in flowing streams. 

When holy spirit of the reborn world 
undulates over meadows of wild flowers 
I bind anxiety of aimlessness 
with fierce assertion of the dragon bone 
through devastating grief of consciousness 
entangled in brambles of constant hope. 

Reluctant to appease aggressive men 
with foreign concept of volatile faith, 
she roasts sea-dragon steaks on flaming grill 
for people gathered on the ziggurat 
to feast on nostalgia of social dread 
where purple petals swirl in evening air. 

Unloved by phantoms of the nameless dead 
who haunt library halls of college towns, 
she lies in hammock by the river shore 
beneath the mountain of the howling clown 
who appears at midnight as the white wolf 
aware that she still loves the fallen god. 

Through curving river of time-tapered dawn 
we swim beyond grim sorrow of cold fear 
to shiver helpless on bright ocean shore, 
amazed at beauty of this changeless world 
that jolts our stubbornness for coiling time 
that swirls unmoving through cracks of regret. 

Blue gleaming fish of political views 
flops wildly on the marinated sand 
to speak of social values we should share 
that caters to petroleum innocence 
if Saturn shelters Ishtar from the storm 
with bright sincerity of honest love. 

Pianos ring across white desert dunes, 
transported on steel wings of Icarus, 
to highlight wickedness of humble gods 
who plot new revolution against hate 
exploding from pool where Narcissus drowns 
by sending get-well cards to dethroned kings. 

When horses break from stones of verity 
at haunting toll of glass cathedral bells, 
we gather round the fountain pool as ghosts 
to ask World Savior for faces to wear 
till we disappear in long symphonies 
which entrance the rich with strange fantasies. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus and Ophelia fish together in the mountain lake and listen to birds chirp in fruit trees.

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