Unanswers That Explain Why © Surazeus 2026 03 15 Each time I wander too close to the sun wild spirit of Icarus wakes in me so I run circles on the White House lawn with arms outspread as if I can fly free, then fall on my back under Great Blue Sky and ponder unanswers that explain why. Wheels of my bicycle flash in the sun when I heave deep breath up the steep-hill road then lounge by the fountain of secret pain near the Mizpah Gate to gossip with God, asking about delusions of my eye, and dismiss unanswers that explain why. Wearing pink dress and tattered shoes of hope, Christina crawls across the grassy field toward gray-wood house on the wind-battered slope where nothing blooms but the frail marigold, so I bear her soul in my arms and fly, and rewrite unanswers that explain why. Dropping quarter in the dorm pop machine, I buy ennui in cold can of root beer, then wear mask of Jesus for Halloween, because I am son of the Puppeteer, encouraging hopeless people to try and design unanswers that explain why. Inspired by victory of the faceless god, I build castle in Caledonia, then search with amusement in putrid sod for crowns of kings from Macedonia, because I choose to play the clever spy and bury unanswers that explain why. Hands strong with spirit of Odysseus, I forge sword from stone that blazed from the stars, since in Scotland I am indigenous to misty hills where fairies drive fast cars, so I map ruins where lonely girls cry and extract unanswers that explain why. Each hour cathedral bells of anguish toll, I build wood ship to sail where dragons lurk, yet in world theater I play my role with fierce compassion of satiric smirk, then chant formulas which may not apply, and tangle unanswers that explain why. Reborn as Icarus without brave wings, I ask shy Christina to be my bride, so she bakes hot apple pies while I sing folk songs about how lost people abide, then we kiss at sunset of the firefly, and record unanswers that explain why.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Sunday, March 15, 2026
Unanswers That Explain Why
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Orpheus visits house on the hill where Icarus and Christina are raising three children who run around in the field and pretend they fly.
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