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Tuesday, September 22, 2026

Muffled By Sly Zephyrus

Muffled By Sly Zephyrus
© Surazeus
2026 09 22 

Bright rill of water fills up skull of God 
with tears of children killed in global wars, 
so Sibyl strings cracked lyre of Mercury 
with threads of memories from rotting brains 
that weave our myths in Terran tapestry 
which traps me in persona I design. 

Blind ghost in doorway of abandoned home 
decides to open window of the egg 
so Sibyl hears soft whisper of the snake 
explain how purpose causes us to bloom 
from seed of sorrow sparked by tear of hope 
so I feel essence of my body glow. 

What we ignore is what we value most, 
Sibyl decrees with holy voice of wind 
that blasts sharp jagged peaks of mountain minds 
so we transform from farmers in wet fields 
to analysts at computers in towers 
who calculate how soon great gods will die. 

Blind seers with old guitars on city streets 
provide support with hungry songs of hope 
to people who must work in factories 
to build the infrastructure of our world 
so every brave community depends 
on clowns for survival of truthfulness. 

Weird books that summer-sleepy Dryads write 
provide new paradigm for global faith 
that highlight zealous deeds of fabulists 
who strive to conquer Earth for their Cloud God 
whose priestess floats in deep Leucadian grave 
to sing our sorrows in calm hurricanes. 

No hidden harvest of luxurious time 
wakes stricken spirits of our frantic age 
from strange dream of aggressive tyranny 
that rises huge as Cetus from our hearts 
in this tumultuous year of social change 
when Sibyl writes our tales on scrolls of blood. 

Since she is now our global gardener, 
who cultivates strange flowers from our hearts, 
brave Sibyl nurtures warriors in shy souls 
who vow to Proserpine with honest tears 
to build new nation of Zarathia 
from shattered ruins of America. 

Since my immortal soul of genes has sprung 
as curious Orpheus from Niobean womb, 
I join wise Sibyl with sharp-shooter eyes 
to wage clandestine war of honest faith 
against harsh tyranny of gold-hand thief 
whose voice is muffled by sly Zephyrus. 




1 comment:

  1. Orpheus wears mask of my face as he maps whole process of human society on time-animated atlas of world history for people to navigate their life goals.

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