Fractured Innocence Of Skulls

Fractured Innocence Of Skulls
© Surazeus
2025 12 28

My room is quiet in the afternoon 
since language sprinkles from eye of the moon 
in silent likeness of unmeasured faith 
that marks assertive sequence of concern 
adjacent to soft emptiness of time 
that might not characterize how my brain thinks. 

Credit of nonaction accumulates 
new thoughts without remainder of accounts 
since interest marks faltered time as delay 
where risk enters empty room of disthought 
as premise based on desire, not outcome, 
each time we deprogram how my brain thinks. 

Value of unthoughts circulates as myths 
detached from religious use in the church 
before the market appears as syntax 
unrelated to how cold capital 
invests in pauses between hungry minds 
entangled by contract clauses of greed. 

Debt holds the present open to regret 
each time liquidity of dream assets 
erases fraught duration of desire 
because return is projected forward 
against loss that faceless angels index 
in line with expectation of more gain. 

Exchange of value in the dream machine 
stabilizes strict nothingness of hope 
if price replaces relation through love 
between strangers who never meet by chance 
with each new brick we place on wall of fear 
enclosing chaos with calm discipline. 

Once profit margin widens sea of trust 
inside conceptual sentence binding close 
terms of agreement that should still align, 
we fail to abrogate disequal laws 
based on financial gain of hungry hope 
defined by fractured innocence of skulls. 

Our social system continues each year 
by restating itself with psychic codes 
that push our hearts across electric seas 
toward overt material critique of need 
we nullify by sharing what we make 
encased in class action suit of bundt cake. 

Treat strange political economy 
as linguistic structure rather than theme 
designed to resist our subconscious flow 
because the subject of celestial verse 
is bright effect of language framed by masks 
rather than source of divine energy.