Persistence Of Secret Love

Persistence Of Secret Love
© Surazeus
2026 06 11

I call out to dark shadow on the shore, 
thinking they must be somebody I know, 
but they have never existed in time, 
mind designed with fear-automated gears 
that wind our mouths with beams of earnest light, 
reckless with persistence of secret love. 

If I should offer pessimistic codes 
without bitterness through security 
for industrial passion of eager hearts 
with expeditious game of narratives, 
I may voice constant struggles to transcend 
thematic alarm of personal faith. 

Larger forces in our shared catastrophe 
render masters of sloganeering tricks 
responsible for scouring observations 
designed to model how we weigh our worth 
when we inhabit avatars of faith 
against diminishment of miracles. 

Aghast at framing device angels use 
to change trajectory of mutant ploys, 
I gaze in gleam of well water with goal 
to measure firmament of splendid souls 
who precede cosmic fixture of old fruit 
in harmony with psychic consequence. 

Thus I invert heavens with casual stance 
in potent reversal of separateness 
through isolation of our frantic hearts 
to find divine spirit of clarion faith 
in subterranean space of pulsing brains 
where we shelter in place from foul disease. 

Set on evading fraught taxonomy 
through calm bewilderment of honesty, 
I tally inventory of my dreams 
to comprehend rich treasures I possess 
while trudging dusty road of jagged thoughts 
as mordant observer of ardent faith. 

I taste cathedral stone of elegy 
amid debris of crumbling tapestries 
that shroud hope-wrecked cars in junkyard of faith 
to weep for poisoned land of brutal truth 
that foils green memory of warm sun 
calibrated with moral questions of fate. 

Safe on mixed-grass prairie of humble pride, 
I build new kingdom of wind in the heart 
that converts veritable floating ark 
of nameless creatures writhing in my heart 
so I broadcast signal of wordless songs 
that roots my body as idol of faith.