Blinded By Epiphanies

Blinded By Epiphanies
© Surazeus
2026 05 07

I refuse to admit with steel-eyed pride 
my mind has been blown by epiphanies, 
so I walk down to where the sad bears hide 
to engage in psychic polyphonies 
for angels wearing masks with devil smirks 
who hide in kitchens where Apollo lurks. 

When I fall in love with the Femme Fatale 
who manipulates my heart with kind words, 
she invites me to join secret cabal 
dedicated to managing cow herds 
by writing reports with mystical code 
about transcendent hum of the God Toad. 

If I ignore the Damsel in Distress 
because I think her act could be some trap, 
my understanding of love might regress 
to primal state not found on any map, 
yet I will save her from the jaws of death 
despite how she defines the shibboleth. 

Intercepted by the Sassy Tomboy 
who challenges me to magic-wand fight, 
I avoid her kiss by acting too coy 
despite commitment to master Mind Flight 
by breathing deep celestial flare of trust 
that forges Heaven from conceptual dust. 

Inspired by resolve of the Mother Bear 
to protect her children from predators 
by teaching them how to ride the Night Mare, 
I misdirect aggressive creditors 
with glam fantasy of the Afterlife 
which causes them to clash in bitter strife. 

Attending shows with the Trophy Girlfriend 
to enhance social standing I perform, 
I strut to comply with the latest trend 
that hides my deviance from accepted norm 
to prove I am superior to all fools 
because I disdain use of fiscal tools. 

Attempting to woo heart of the Ice Queen, 
who hides trauma behind facade of strength, 
I work hard to invent power machine 
that channels her pain on healing wavelength 
to focus attention of her career 
on ruling world empire with the Blind Seer. 

With my heart blinded by epiphanies 
that flash before my eyes with deep insight, 
I compose tragicomic symphonies 
that no musician ever performs right, 
yet I realize another sacred truth 
which I chronicle for messiah sleuth.