Tragic Death Of Tammuz

Tragic Death Of Tammuz
© Surazeus
2026 06 27

Strange as it may seem, my heart is not dead 
as the stone by the road. Terrible truth 
sprouts as roses from graves of long-dead gods 
who demand we worship them. Yet we laugh 
with pleasure at soft song of waterfalls 
that understand nothing about our hopes. 

If fate unravels tangled consequence 
which every action purchases from death, 
my license to love might be revoked. Why 
I am me and no one else who has lived 
in history of the universe confounds 
my heart. I find key of truth lost in rain. 

When tragic death of Tammuz marks this hour 
of frantic disrespect for scheduled trains, 
fervent fans of Diana bring her gifts 
she sells at auction to build hospitals. 
Sweet scent of apple pie lures me to trick 
three one-eyed devils with chemical faith. 

I want to purchase angel wings of hope 
at the dollar store under the highway 
but I lost my wallet. I want to call 
Minerva on the telephone and ask 
how often she plays piano. Regret 
is nothing more than emotional porn. 

White clouds erase harsh mockery of the bard 
who declares to the swamp of singing frogs 
that he deserves recognition for poems 
he shouts in the microphone. Fortune laughs 
at his arrogant demand. Flowers bloom 
through cracks in parking lots of shopping malls. 

Since lilacs bloom from junkyard of my heart 
at sudden death of our beloved guide, 
I search stone walls of paradise to find 
locked gate to garden of fruit trees. Despair 
takes me on another date to cafe 
where ghosts of children killed in wars play chess. 

Too late to learn the violin of storms 
that crack mirror of faith, I paint blank walls 
of damaged innocence. Gibbous moon gleams 
blood red through tangled web of grim oak trees 
when fireworks celebrate how empires fall 
from greed of oligarchs who steal our words. 

While I wander strange sea of sophistry, 
I find in library of singing skulls 
diamond of lost truth that my mother found 
in my heart when I was born. Children sing 
about conceptual bombs that deconstruct 
system of privilege angels protect.