Time Maps Our Dreams
© Surazeus
2026 06 06

She tells me I can never understand,
so I carve her face on the crystal moon.
Rose petals flutter from her callused hand
at subtle fracture of the bone-flute tune.
Time rearranges fragments of strange truth
in pages of books she sells at her booth.

She holds my hand with casual arrogance
while we stroll by blue river of lost souls.
Great warriors driven by brave innocence
fight over water that washes their skulls.
Time scatters bones of angels in cold stream
which transform into cars in mundane dream.

She laughs with courage of the howling wolf
when I attempt to build cottage of stone.
Our bodies writhe as we swim in the gulf
so our hearts pulse with harmonious tone.
Time allocates conceptual words of fate
providing signs we use to navigate.

Moonlight gleams in her eyes with arcane code
that adjusts conceptual frame of my mind.
While she translates proverbs of the God Toad
I deconstruct world zeitgeist Zeus designed.
Time animates psychic gears of my brain
when she takes me dancing in summer rain.

She knows the secret thoughts my brain conceals
by flapping swan wings on cape of her pride.
I retrieve from Death treasures Terror steals
to build safe haven where she may abide.
Time programs how my brain perceives the world
that fools me to think I am the cosmic herald.

She pauses on edge of the jagged cliff
to show me where ships with tattooed sails sink.
Wanting to impress her, I act too stiff,
so she melts my heart with sly kiss and wink.
Time maps our dreams on animated globe
that highlights when she sings in silky robe.

She whispers strange tales of gods in my ear
so I write surreal plots in tangled verse.
Trained by Apollo to play puppeteer,
I chant epic poem of philosophers.
Time weaves my songs in tapestry of truth
that presents life of our messiah sleuth.

She appears before me in flash of light
on Mount Takoma where I meditate.
She gives me Lyre of Mercury to fight
world exploitation by tyrant of hate.
Time transfers magic of Mount Helicon
to hidden landscape of my Avalon.

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Orpheus explains to class of students at University of Zarathia that Mount Takoma is the American version of Parnassus and Helicon as home of the Muses.

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