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Friday, November 14, 2025

Where To Dig Graves

Where To Dig Graves
© Surazeus
2025 11 14

My secret grave under the starry sky 
protects me from the soundless dark of fate 
which stares into vast hollow of my heart 
with loving laughter of indifferent time 
so all remorseful guilt of selfish hope 
dissolves to terrible beauty of truth. 

Unresting death of endless solitude 
pretends to horrify my aching heart 
with nothingness of my specialized self 
so I play music on the turtle shell 
bound tight with tendrils of taut harmony 
since nothing I believe is ever true. 

Beyond edge of my vision I perceive 
unfocused ghost of honest arrogance 
that fuels my endless journey somewhere else 
to share my story with the faceless god 
who stares at me from mindless stone of faith 
till I explain how wind fills me with hope. 

Exhausted from my endless quest for truth, 
I lounge beneath the apple tree of trust 
till all illusions of conceptual thoughts 
dissolve to sudden swirls of splashing rain 
which cleanses my love-wounded heart with facts 
too brutal to destroy lies I believe. 

I wish I could narrate with noble themes 
random events of my fidgety play 
through incoherent principles of fate, 
yet I trudge lost with agitated faith 
in restless circles till my anxious feet 
blaze new way that bypasses paradise. 

Blind postman who delivers messages 
wears mask of Mercury I stole from death 
with divine mission to heal broken hearts 
who come to expect my visits each day 
with packages of volatile regret 
abandoned on the road to paradise. 

Clutching diamond that glitters with bright stars, 
I focus fierce attention of despair 
on hope that divine light of its god eye 
will guide my restless steps to paradise 
where I would play role of the holy seer 
who prophesies when lightning cracks the sky. 

Curious about state of Earth today, 
I drive my car from sea to shining sea 
three thousand miles through countless little towns 
to sell farmers and factory workers books 
with secret code that helps them calculate 
where to dig graves under the starry sky. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus counts every grave that has ever been dug in the history of civilization to find the secret door to the Underworld.

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