Egg Of The Serpent God

Egg Of The Serpent God
© Surazeus
2026 10 10

Spirit born from egg of the serpent god 
with ten thousand eyes of galactic minds, 
I walk city streets of America 
with ambitious hope of the fallen angel 
to comprehend gears of the human brain 
through dizzy laughter of the black moon ghost. 

Strange ennui of existential sorrow 
grips my heart with anguish of desire 
when I walk past glass doors of shopping stores 
filled with cute trinkets of human concern 
about disease, famine, and holy war 
that obliterate countless souls each year. 

Expanding scope of conscious insight swells 
my self-awareness huge as dinosaurs 
that wandered Earth as gods with tiny brains 
one hundred eighty million years of faith, 
evolving into gray ghosts in spaceships 
who haunt dire memories of our midnight skies. 

When our dark shadows detach from our bodies 
and form glowing spheres of glass that float lightly 
over sea of ink which gods use to write 
emotional contracts between blind lovers, 
I explain why clocks are ticking backwards 
to the old witch wearing red face of Geryon. 

Till the baseball player demands with voice 
of bus engines rumbling on the highway 
that I explain arcane code of weird proverbs 
that bleed from my eyes when I play guitar, 
I wait for Artemis in the train station 
to prove I am brave assassin of faith. 

I keep attempting to assemble right 
immense puzzle of human history, 
but all the pieces depicting great heroes 
and evil tyrants fighting over truth 
scatter from gusts of indifferent wind 
when Boreas chases Phoebe all night. 

After carefully planning twenty years 
plot to assassinate the greedy king, 
Selene finds the most beautiful boy 
standing in her way in the hotel door, 
so she calls Hyperion on the cell phone 
which causes glass cathedral to explode. 

While Apollo in the Museum of Masks 
designs the chemistry textbook with herbs 
and seashells instead of math formulas, 
I gather skulls of children killed by bombs 
and place them on shelves in the grocery store, 
packaged for sale as cookies the rich buy.