Fractured Tombs Of Time © Surazeus 2026 10 31 When gods with faces our fathers once wore may resurrect from fractured tombs of time, I sing weird siren melody of faith that lures them to gather around the pool where Echo dances in long flowing gown till they transform into idols of stone. Assembling landscape of lost memories from photographs in fractured tombs of time, I stalk the barren fields of singing skulls to chase away blind ghouls of pestilence where crowds of hungry people in moonlight wail for the apple tree burned by despair. Almost home where rivers water wheat fields that flourish around fractured tombs of time, I watch the heron build her secret nest and listen to grasshoppers sing brave prayers, yet fate assures my wounded heart that time erases sorrow till my soul remains. Though fortune casts me from haven of hope so I wander past fractured tombs of time, I focus on road my ardent feet blaze as I walk forward through the endless maze to shining mystery on dark hill of bones where silence invents words for me to sing. When voices of dead poets wake my soul from dreamless sleep in fractured tombs of time, I reach my hand toward startled sun of faith to snatch fresh apple from the Tree of Truth in battle against tyrants who oppress common people struggling to survive. Eager to watch the new apocalypse reveal mad gods in fractured tombs of time, I drive lit strip mall in the twilight zone where people eat hamburgers in quaint bars and watch movies about our antiheroes, so I can understand heart of mankind. Reincarnated as Golem of Hope from secret lab in fractured tombs of time, I stuff bloody pages of epic poems from ancient books inside cave of my mouth which animates my clay body with love to play messiah of our modern world. Searching for invisible hand of God that reaches out from fractured tombs of time, I rattle tambourine of demon thought because the whole world is my lonely grave, then cast tablets of law on jagged rocks so runes slither awake as water snakes.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Saturday, October 31, 2026
Fractured Tombs Of Time
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Orpheus repairs fractured tombs of time so ghosts of gods from abandoned religions are unable to escape through cracks in mind-numbing creeds of faith.
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