Lost In Nowhere Land © Surazeus 2026 11 07 Lost in nowhere land of excessive faith, Godwulf mops classroom floors of the high school at midnight when vampires and ghosts haunt hearts of teenagers seeking to understand intense desire to regenerate bodies from tangled memories of divine genes. Lost in nowhere land of expensive hope, Godwulf wanders past crowded biker bars to buy sub sandwich with tuna and cheese, then sits on park bench by deserted church with stones that flash from garish neon signs while he thinks about how wagons are made. Lost in nowhere land of progressive trust, Godwulf hears loud angry voice of some man insulting his wife with contemptuous snark, but when he beats her on the head with rage something swells from passion of his heart so he knocks her abuser to the ground. Lost in nowhere land of abundant courage, Godwulf fights the man abusing his wife till police arrive with guns in their hands so he tells them he is the caped crusader protecting women from abusive men, but young policeman shoots him in the back. Lost in nowhere land of artistic vibe, Godwulf lies on his back on wet cement and stares through branches of the maple tree to contemplate architecture of stars that weave life on planets from threads of light in organic creatures with throbbing brains. Lost in nowhere land of corporate clowns, Godwulf leaves hospital after three months recovering from the bullet in his back, but finds that he is no longer employed, so he applies to work as the janitor at the bank that forecloses mortgages. Lost in nowhere land of explicit love, Godwulf sits all day on the polished bench before city hall with eagle on top of its dome which spreads golden wings of pride, and panhandles for money to buy food, then sleeps behind the library at night. Lost in nowhere land of mercurial fame, Godwulf goes to the Pegasus Cafe every Wednesday night to read poetry with fragments of ancestral memories about the fractured paradigm of life, then wanders mute along the river shore till he transforms into turtle of truth.
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, November 7, 2026
Lost In Nowhere Land
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Orpheus finds corpse of Godwulf where he froze to death on Christmas night behind the city library, so he manufactures harps and flutes from his bones.
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