Where I Will Live Now

Where I Will Live Now
© Surazeus
2025 12 23

We have so many awkward ways to sing 
about strange beauty of the broken heart, 
for every lonely wanderer in the world 
plays their own prophet till the end of time 
by setting signs along the crooked road 
to show which way nobody else should go. 

Narrow wooden stairs frosted with stale dust 
lure me to spacious room of cluttered shelves 
with boxes of tattered novels and clothes 
worn by college students decades before 
who forgot to write their names on the wall, 
so I think this is where I will live now. 

Time to consider how cookies supply 
nutritious hopes for passing with good grades 
classes about creating homes with words 
that shelter souls of nameless wanderers 
who apply for jobs as plumbers or cooks 
that serve the angelic community. 

Maps conceal more about reality 
than they reveal with features that present 
changing landscape of my fantastic world 
where gods bring justice to humanity 
who always fights wars to maintain control 
over who gets to breed children and eat. 

Whatever origin of their lonely quest, 
their father was enforcer for the mob, 
or their mother spent years in her dream world 
drugged and shocked inside mental hospitals, 
they attend classes with calm attitude 
to play their role in capitalist games. 

Since I prefer apple cinnamon juice 
that sparkles in the glass jar of my heart, 
to cheap beer in bent aluminum cans, 
I shall relax on front porch of the house 
beside the busy road where joggers race 
courageously against decay of death. 

Since I wake up late from drinking all night, 
I prompt artificial intelligence 
to explain causes of the last world war 
through social pressures that drive hemmed-in states 
to fight till three huge empires rule them all, 
then turn in my paper just before noon. 

If Plato is right, that material shapes 
emanate from forms in Realm of Ideas, 
because all things I perceive are no more 
than illusions my fearful brain invents, 
then I will declare myself King of Earth 
whether you acknowledge my rule or not.