Franchise Of Fake Happiness

Franchise Of Fake Happiness
© Surazeus
2026 05 01

Awash in time-swirling sea of light rays, 
I dwell woke in astrological haze, 
conditioned to respond to obstacles 
by measuring abstractive molecules 
through project to assimilate my soul 
with undulating matrix of the whole. 

Attenuated scope of consciousness, 
enclosed by ceremonial finesse, 
shields pulsing core of vibrant clemency 
with comprehensive spell of ardency 
concealed by convertible copyright 
through deformation of conceptual light. 

Amplified tone of mental furnishings 
deflects harassment of holistic zings, 
impressive with articulated jokes 
indexed by pride-inflated billing hoax 
which discombobulates my budget game 
against bottomless bureau of world fame. 

Allowed to bloom from hungry artifice 
through psychosomatic analysis, 
which denies my heart romantic access, 
I purchase franchise of fake happiness 
constrained by framework of the gourmet cry 
that cracks graphic interface of the sky. 

Archived extremity of social rules, 
based on invention of brokerage tools, 
my dreams refuse command to calculate 
certified challenge of classified fate 
against commitment of the chromosome 
to watch movies in the Pantheon dome. 

Attentive ambience in deserted church 
risks assessment of my exotic search 
for wisdom-woven expression of truth 
which I sell from pyramid-market booth 
to people wanting insurance that death 
will translate their souls to hurricane breath. 

Authorized by Ungod in the Glow Cloud 
to duplicate face of the burial shroud, 
I carve dynamic formulas of hope 
on Emerald Tablet to record weird trope 
designed to mirror special character 
framed by magnetic mask of Lucifer. 

Authentic feelings of my wounded heart 
provide dream-forged key for my fresh new start 
editing grand tales for strange magazine 
centered around reign of Empress Melusine 
whose serpentine sons rule nations of Earth 
through capital gains of spiritual worth.