Vile Radioactive Waste

Vile Radioactive Waste
© Surazeus
2025 10 12

If I slip on the sidewalk of regret, 
I might learn how to fly on my own wings 
while working all night stocking food store shelves 
with fruit angels steal from the Tree of Knowledge 
to prove the question we hide in our hearts 
is worth analysis by the glass skull. 

She tells me ten years later at the store 
how her mother lay dying from disease 
in vast hospital of auspicious ghosts 
who hide in frames of lonely photographs 
despite my wish to process rare earth metals 
which produces vile radioactive waste. 

Except for three bells ringing in the tower 
I cannot hear brave voices of dead cows 
who argue tenets of psychology 
regarding how the brain knows it is real 
each time lovers kiss under the elm tree 
to symbolize endurance of our faith. 

Saturnus calls me on the telephone 
so we chat about my student loan bill 
heavy as the albatross in my heart 
who guides us on our arctic expedition 
to find the north pole where blind devils dance 
through harmonic convergence of despair. 

There is no treasure I would trade for life 
except ever-flashing mirror of truth 
which chooses not to reflect my fake face 
because I want to hide my arrogance 
behind the pious smile of faith I wear 
when we attend the evening college party. 

The ghost horse waiting for me in the rain 
teaches me how to play chess against Death 
but I prefer to write computer programs 
based on large language model of the mind 
in project funded by cryptocurrency 
from pyramid scheme for the wealthy crowd. 

If I dance on the electric phone line 
strung between crosses where messiahs die, 
I might transcend the weakness of my heart 
bound to the safety of your precious soul 
that generates children from divine genes 
which still evolve four hundred million years. 

Wandering weird streets of Paris at midnight 
we find cafe of ghosts in alleyway 
where sweet Persephone brings us good food 
while mute Pierrot plays lyre of Mercury 
till dawn strips all illusions of despair 
and leaves us happy on the road of life.