Elusive Ghost Of Innocence © Surazeus 2026 11 01 Too subtle for acknowledgement, contrived by unpaged books of arrogant dismay expressed by humble workers of the world, his secret spells depict excessive truth buried under stones in gardens of faith that mean nothing to sweet waves of the sea. Still dancing in the crowded club at dawn, after the vampires and kings have gone home, she struts before blank face of god with pride that she votes for the jester to assume rule of nations with justice of the joke designed to deconstruct wealth privilege. Soul projected through stereopticon by moonbeams of antisocial regret, he hears the earth revolving fast as wind in crystal flux of languages designed with beautiful joy of oblivion that fools the wise to believe we may live. Counting scenes his brain remembers as dreams of lightning calculators, that expose grief of wounded hearts, trapped by belief in bright illusion of the afterlife, she claims elusive ghost of innocence that lingers where all rivers disappear. Exploring waste land of bleak galaxies, sunk in countless slumbers of hemispheres, ineffable with faces of brave people, he mimics how astronomers perform arcane rituals of psychic augury through revelation of the fractured mind. Freed from surveillance of blood-thirsty ghosts who win election as state governors, she conceals treasures pilfered from sad gods who dwell in Valley of Sincerity among mulberry bushes of fake joy, bearded penitents who circle the pool. Too many years ago to understand sputtering gaslights on the boulevard where hungry girls sell flowers of despair to haughty shepherds in suits and top hats, he floats through countless doors of empty homes to find the Good God who does not exist. When he asks Goldilocks to marry him, with jeweled ring he stole from Saruman, she tells him she prefers the forest bear, so he transforms into werewolf of rage to wins election as the city mayor while she works as nurse at the hospital.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus and Goldilocks hike the Appalachian Trail to find the holy berserker of Babylon who paints abstract art which pretentious rich people buy with profits from factories.
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