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Thursday, July 2, 2026

Fragments Of Weird Joy

Fragments Of Weird Joy
© Surazeus
2026 07 02

Through default mechanism of the brain 
she throws her favorite memories in the trash, 
then tears them into fragments of weird joy 
as she tapes them slant in random collage 
depicting boring childhood of her heart 
bruised by invisibility of faith. 

Sad in herb garden of the ancient house 
on the street where patriots designed 
new nation of equality for men 
to control land where people nurture dreams 
baked in bread we share with the homeless poor, 
she steals puzzle pieces from our world view. 

In bleak darkness before dawn of regret, 
she rubs her hands in bitter cold of hope, 
then rides the bus one hour in maze of streets 
to bake bread in the wordless factory 
while she ignores the second civil war 
fought by justice warriors in cyberspace. 

She wonders if her therapist enjoys 
swimming with sharks in deep ocean of tears 
that bleed from laughter of angelic brains 
who check the mail for letters from the ghost 
whose wounded heart transforms into the cat 
that lounges nonchalantly in her heart. 

When evening darkness singes edge of hope 
with subtle message of the Absolute 
that time corrodes our hearts with earnestness 
from filtered fumes of thoughts buried in mud, 
she stops by scarlet sign of innocence 
to question which direction she should take. 

Calm beast of arrogance wakes in her heart 
when she walks home at night in starry gloom, 
evading shadows of wolves dressed as men 
concerned with safety of the princess bride 
who always searches for good place to hide 
from collapsing institutions of faith. 

The old bearded man in torn ragged clothes 
asks her if she can recognize his face, 
but she explains she has no secret name, 
then ponders how great wizards such as him 
get stuck in this modern world of machines 
because our songs bounce off cement sidewalks. 

With broken guitar she stole from Apollo 
she plays tunes in the pentatonic scale 
to tell the world with saddest song of love 
that she loves Zephyrus, the haughty clown 
who teaches her how to survive the streets 
through default mechanism of the brain. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus films Ophelia while she wanders around the city with rose-tinted glasses of psychotic ennui that reveal the real nature of the human heart.

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