Unanswers That Explain Why
© Surazeus
2026 03 15

Each time I wander too close to the sun
wild spirit of Icarus wakes in me
so I run circles on the White House lawn
with arms outspread as if I can fly free,
then fall on my back under Great Blue Sky
and ponder unanswers that explain why.

Wheels of my bicycle flash in the sun
when I heave deep breath up the steep-hill road
then lounge by the fountain of secret pain
near the Mizpah Gate to gossip with God,
asking about delusions of my eye,
and dismiss unanswers that explain why.

Wearing pink dress and tattered shoes of hope,
Christina crawls across the grassy field
toward gray-wood house on the wind-battered slope
where nothing blooms but the frail marigold,
so I bear her soul in my arms and fly,
and rewrite unanswers that explain why.

Dropping quarter in the dorm pop machine,
I buy ennui in cold can of root beer,
then wear mask of Jesus for Halloween,
because I am son of the Puppeteer,
encouraging hopeless people to try
and design unanswers that explain why.

Inspired by victory of the faceless god,
I build castle in Caledonia,
then search with amusement in putrid sod
for crowns of kings from Macedonia,
because I choose to play the clever spy
and bury unanswers that explain why.

Hands strong with spirit of Odysseus,
I forge sword from stone that blazed from the stars,
since in Scotland I am indigenous
to misty hills where fairies drive fast cars,
so I map ruins where lonely girls cry
and extract unanswers that explain why.

Each hour cathedral bells of anguish toll,
I build wood ship to sail where dragons lurk,
yet in world theater I play my role
with fierce compassion of satiric smirk,
then chant formulas which may not apply,
and tangle unanswers that explain why.

Reborn as Icarus without brave wings,
I ask shy Christina to be my bride,
so she bakes hot apple pies while I sing
folk songs about how lost people abide,
then we kiss at sunset of the firefly,
and record unanswers that explain why.

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Orpheus visits house on the hill where Icarus and Christina are raising three children who run around in the field and pretend they fly.

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