Sunday, April 19, 2026

Forgetting My Own Face

Forgetting My Own Face
© Surazeus
2026 04 19

If I end up forgetting my own face, 
designed by passion my ancestors felt 
while walking bravely against wind of fear, 
I might wear mask of Cloud God to conceal 
amalgamated nothingness of self 
which angels document in clever jokes. 

Strolling in field of dandelion flowers, 
which explode in wishes of lonely souls, 
I ponder nothingness at end of time 
that traps me in this temporary body 
through which I aspire to climb mountain peaks 
as witness to transcendent state of mind. 

Because I know no fate of falling rain 
while hiding in ruins of paradise, 
slouched on huge stones that fell from fractured walls, 
I organize list of tasks to complete 
in mission to found empire on god skulls 
when death bequeaths weird secret of rebirth. 

Dark shadow looms above vast maze of streets 
where apes in suits play gods in wars of truth 
while I drive children from school to graveyards 
where they conduct random experiments 
to understand how trees bloom rich in Spring 
from coffin where the vampire god lies stiff. 

If I end up designing my new face 
from masks of gods long fallen in disgrace, 
I may be forced to wrestle before dawn 
eccentric angel of our nation-state 
who lives in mansion by polluted lake 
as castle capital of Avalon. 

True friendship chains our hearts with bitter faith 
we try to sell from market stalls of hope 
when butterfly god in her chrysalis 
hangs from rugged cross on hill of skulls 
which sprouts new limbs with apples of the sun 
so I sail river boat across the sea. 

In noble fight against the tyrant king 
we must not falter at the darkest hour 
for Justice needs our courage to transcend 
schemes of greed rich bankers promulgate 
in van attempt to control minds of men 
who wake from weird hypnotic trance he spelled. 

Ophelia finds lyre of Mercury 
rusting on tombstone of last troubadour 
whose spirit wakes again inside her brain 
so she ascends ziggurat of world fame 
to untwist political games of power 
with pungent beauty of the psychic flower. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus interviews Ophelia for position of his secretary because he manages new Museum of Intergalactic Art at the University of Zarathia.

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