Dream Chemistry Of Love © Surazeus 2025 10 22 Undone by mist of many-headed sorrow, that hides wounds of our hearts with inner peace, I drift alone with unrelenting grace among rows of tall buildings where souls hide behind masks of glowing computer screens to calculate dream chemistry of love. We decide to die as the family that stays together on the signless road till we arrive at orchard by the sea where bodies of our ancestors restore geography of beauty we admire though we keep searching for country of songs. Arrested by strange wisdom of the sky that covers our valley with snowflake words, we think about what name we should apply to restless catalogue of hills and lakes where our children build homes in dark woods by carving letters on the eyeless stone. Each ghost of God, new born at intervals through punctuated progress centuries old, considers bloodline weaving brains with dreams so we claim land of birth as our own space where we cook meals for sacred holidays, then wander lost in vast library halls. No visitor would purchase emptiness contained by essence of the noble chair except the blind seer who might tame the horse to dance with graceful attitude of pride based on our friendship preserved by the moon that smiles at crowds of people on the plain. Because the wind folds our hearts into prayers that dare to open doors of grim contempt, she writes her secret name on flashing cloud that shifts reality through each new frame at sudden echo of the absent voice which teaches her to arrogate our fate. Symbolic meaning glowing from sea slime defies each stranger moving into town who paints name of her mother on road signs with luminescent laughter trapped in homes which are no more than tombs for nameless tales unfinished at metallic end of time. Amazed by luminous phantom of truth, I hope the girl with hundred million eyes will mold my brain from diamond-flashing eyes based on weird prophecy no one can solve encased in fractured mirror of my mind to activate dream chemistry of love.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Wednesday, October 22, 2025
Dream Chemistry Of Love
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Orpheus leads millions of refugees from global civil wars across the waste land of the faceless ghost to build new city on enormous pyramid composed of bones from unworshipped gods.
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