How To Unface The Mind
© Surazeus
2025 06 16

Clear eye of truth that sees the great beyond
describes exigency of divine fate
that we invent from ripples in the pond
when storms of sorrow suddenly abate,
which leaves us stranded on the beach of hope
to clutch at nuisance of the need to cope.

The half-open door, tangled with long vines,
discretely reveals costume for the role
I play on stage where I speak solemn lines
that apply art of unselfing the soul
when I follow crows in the labyrinth
in vain search for daughter of Hyacinth.

If the sky is birdless ten thousand years
then I will lead the rabble out of town
to find torn letters soaked with bitter tears
snagged on sharp points of the dejeweled crown
which shimmers brighter than the fickle moon
at heart-wrenching anguish of the rain tune.

Preparing food on marble counter top,
wicked witch of the west, in white lace gown,
glares at me with the knife, ready to chop
apples I stole from garden of the clown
who teaches me how to unface the mind
to reveal true history fraudsters designed.

Immutable with shock of ocean song,
she brews sweet antidote to soothe my pain
so I ask Hydra about what went wrong
who strides with glamor of the social vain
till I build our home on the misty moors
where we raise flock of gentle manticores.

Yet thief who marks my words with ink of blood
leaves nothing I would value in my bones
so I mold body for my soul from mud
though violins haunt empty tombs with groans
for perpetual glitter of secret thoughts
hidden in gloom where my sincere love rots.

Locked inside the lidless box of my heart,
my demon writhes against dutiful laws
till Pericles asks me to draw new chart
that maps way of success for our great cause
since I will never tire of this weird world
which I have designed for the cosmic herald.

From bottom of the ocean I return
to stand tall with regal authority
on pyramid of power where globes turn
through living laughter of true charity
because I am faceless brain of the sun
dedicated to always having fun.

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Orpheus teaches children how to paint masks in class on art of unselfing the divine soul of atoms.

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