Hour Of False Grace

Hour Of False Grace
© Surazeus
2026 02 21

Nine times around the lake of sparkling eyes 
lithe Sylphus races clockwork orange of fate 
to dance with crystal wings of butterflies 
in frantic ritual to expel blind hate 
from seething body of the human race 
who sell their freedom for hour of false grace. 

Contraptions of desire collapse in shards 
that tighten roots of misdirected hope 
slammed with fluorescent keys of bitter cards 
designed to fracture wands fools steal to cope 
with time-contracted breath of confidence 
unspooling spiteful jokes of innocence. 

Determined to run time back home from fear 
by sprinting nowhere high on fragile thoughts, 
sad Sylphus questions far-flung words too near 
through frantic alibi of blind robots, 
yet maps departure to the unknown space 
with brave defiance of the blazing face. 

Drawn from bright shadows of the noon eclipse 
by snarling angels chained to temple poles, 
sly Sylphus swims vast oceans on slow trips 
against assertive tides of social goals 
contrived as law by tyrant on the hill 
who sneers at our assertion of free will. 

Though sweet celestial dreams of paradise 
rise from his heart and disappear at dawn, 
proud Sylphus brews from apricots and spice 
poisonous wine with brains of demon spawn 
who slither from spiraled telephone lines 
with stiff distrust of sudden porcupines. 

Supine airlines of loyal globalists 
connect disparate states of mental being 
with burning crosses doused by atheists 
who shake honest rattles of suffering 
when we escape collapse of empire clans 
who sell mansions and live in hopeless vans. 

Trapped by grim loneliness of broken words, 
bold Sylphus dares communicate with spells 
weird secrets of his heart to happy birds 
who guide his journey to find healing wells 
so he sees life with luminosity 
that radiates his brain with jocosity. 

You see kind Sylphus everywhere you go 
in maze of stores along cosmetic roads, 
disguised as humble workers for the show 
who play with brave dynamics of the toad 
in safe enclosures through equality, 
reserved for world reign of our deity.