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Tuesday, September 2, 2025

Supersonic Sea Of Lies

Supersonic Sea Of Lies
© Surazeus
2025 09 02

I map conscious geography of time 
to keep my mind from noisy strife of faith 
by treading sacred ground where god bones rot 
with sweet lascivious passion of regret 
for weird delirium unsourced by fear 
enclosed in ruins of my shapeless soul. 

Rich substance forming fragments of my mind 
assert emotional right to transgress 
spray-marked perimeter of garden groves 
where elders of our tribe reveal the face 
they wear in fierce remembrance of desire 
embodied by the cake she cooks for us. 

My heart sings awesome hymn of honest horror 
with ardent energy of wind-bent signs 
that misdirect swift traffic to the field 
where bright-lit horses graze on hopelessness 
when flashing starship descends from red clouds 
to send frightened wind running in the woods. 

Yet paper butterflies of long-dead gods 
bring secret stories about tragic love 
weightlessly floating on the silver lake 
where star-eyed owls play haunting melodies 
on flutes carved from bones of draconic gods 
who want to reincarnate in my brain. 

Blind angels reconstruct lost memories 
analyzed by strip-mall astrologers 
with ardent prophecies turtles present 
at annual conference of historians 
who love to solve mired mysteries of fate 
which determine how long great empires last. 

If the elegant chatelaine of trust 
gives me fairy robot for my birthday, 
despite starlit bravado housewives strip, 
I may dismiss urgent exigencies 
for profit lost in pursuit of weird truth 
because I cultivate flowers of evil. 

With raucous laughter of the fractured mind, 
I throw fake words in sloshing lake of rage 
through worship of the clumsy ballerina 
who grabs my hand and runs with me too far 
beyond the fearsome loneliness of faith 
till we kiss on bridge of forgetfulness. 

Crosscurrents bear my fragile boat of faith 
across the supersonic sea of lies 
to floating island lost in tortured mist 
where holy goddess of the world resides 
in haunted temple built from hidden guilt 
where I still map geography of time. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus sails ship of puritans across the supersonic sea of lies to colonize the ancient holy land of Zarathia.

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