Aggressive Spire Of Dread

Aggressive Spire Of Dread
© Surazeus
2025 10 27

Unsuited for strange beauty of this world, 
I bear crippling wounds of indifferent fate 
as I dance wildly in the ring of stones 
to translate ache of sorrow into songs 
that echo in vast maze of lonely souls 
who call me to rebirth in hall of death. 

Unhinged assertion of my right to live 
through elegant clumsiness of firm faith 
compels judgmental exile of my heart 
far separate from garden of false peace 
so all my body hums in tune with death 
that drones with wordless voices of the world. 

Though loss plays equal in each human soul, 
extracted from alarm of silent bells, 
we work together in alluvial fields 
against encumbrance of vile attitude 
that nature owes us bountiful rewards 
for swift completion of redundant codes. 

No abstract Heaven gleams in swirling clouds 
yet I climb rugged mountain trail of faith 
in search of secret treasures birds conceal 
with altered wisdom from surprising springs 
where wingless angels build glass monuments 
to honor social heroes lost in mist. 

We build our homes along the winding stream 
to claim ancestral rights to live in peace 
beneath safe shelter of broad canopies 
supported by aggressive spire of dread 
designed by Well Witch from our mumbled prayers 
protecting children through despair of death. 

Impulsive laughter, fragile in green rain, 
will nurture bodies born from river stones 
when we share memories of bitter hope 
that ring with querulous intensity 
beyond domestic appetite for truth 
while gathered in the kitchen of warm tales. 

Discursive haze of urgent platitudes 
disguises narrow track of arrogance 
down which we promenade with midnight moon 
to measure distance to the frontier plain 
where saplings welcome foals from martyred games 
at shocking triumph of the noble fool. 

Languorous under sprawling tree of power, 
Minerva dreams of sudden-passioned cranes 
that soar above the swamp of hungry ghosts 
who wear clean suits in cubicles of hope 
to calculate profits earned from chaining death 
for return of investment in true love.