Each Choice I Make

Each Choice I Make
© Surazeus
2025 08 27

Everything leads to the twist of fate 
I try to avoid with each choice I make 
when I dance with abandon on the wall 
and laugh in despair at heavenly fall 
on thoughtful angst of wingless solitude 
to crawl in the million-year interlude. 

Lost in dreamless haze of the drifting boat, 
I ponder code of the practical joke, 
trapped in phenomenon of the weird rule 
that requires employment of mental tool 
to finetune engine of angelic flight 
in starship powered by conceptual light. 

Each fragment of thought encased in the word, 
which I invent from twitter of the bird, 
contains linguistic reference to strange truth 
designed by hum of the messiah sleuth 
who stops surprised in the vast maze of myth 
to study tales carved on the monolith. 

Defined by name on identity card, 
with proves my right to play the global bard, 
I strip off mirror mask of holy faith 
to expose my soul as the godless wraith 
that swirls in flashing spirals of pure air 
through undulations of the anywhere. 

Though every living creature on the Earth, 
through tangled web of fortune wound at birth, 
lives soul-connected to all other souls 
in complicated game of clashing goals, 
we all dream alone inside our own heads 
as three half-blind sisters entwine our threads. 

Depicted on the tapestry I weave, 
the living gather by the lake to grieve 
while building walls of Heaven from our bones 
constructed by maidens, mothers, and crones 
who invent one world language we all speak 
with aggressive ghost of the mountain peak. 

Though I translate ancient song of the wave 
that echoes in hollow heart of my grave, 
I calm my mind by whistling happy tunes 
to bless lost children who ask me for boons 
though I hide in glass tower by the lake 
and preach salvation of the mindless fake. 

Gods cannot calculate what life is worth 
to measure value of misery and mirth 
as we crawl hungry from electric stones 
to shout obscenities at empty thrones 
by deeds of hope that unbalance time scales 
for homeless refugees on desert trails.