Mad King Of Bitter Hate
© Surazeus
2026 06 08

Last night under the fractured bloody moon
I discovered I failed to verify
my faith subscription to the resurrection
so I find myself, when I wake at dawn,
stranded in endless maze of asphalt streets
that binds cities of Earth in cyberspace.

I knock on glass door of the Happy Church
to ask if they sell updated maps to the soul
but the robot wearing a blue preacher suit
tries to sell me shares to the Afterlife,
so I steal tattered wings from Icarus
and leap from steeple of the mocking owl.

Gliding high over maze of city streets
with message scroll I swipe from Earendel,
I try to find statue of Lucifer
who bears the shining Lamp of Liberty,
but mob of factory workers tears it down
to build new bowling alley with a bar.

Landing in Garden of Eden with grace,
I stroll rocky shore of the River Styx,
cluttered with skulls that prophesy world doom,
and search for the Tree of Knowledge and Lies,
but find King Midas hacking at its trunk
because he wants to build a huge ballroom.

When I call Jesus on the telephone
to report vandalism in paradise
he sends Azrael with electric wings
to wrestle the mad king of bitter hate,
but Midas accuses him of being crooked
then storms away to sulk by the Dead Sea.

Grasping scepter Nebuchadnezzar dropped,
Midas rides huge gold hippopotamus
past bomb-blasted gates of Jerusalem,
through crowds of angels jeering at his face,
but he sneers and snatches gold Crown of Thorns
to crown himself emperor of the world.

Swift Hawk of Horus swoops down from Blue Sky
and transforms into Lucifer Sky-Walker
who wields law-sharpened sword Excalibur,
to behead greedy demon of despair,
but blade of justice crackles hologram
that flickers, then returns to bloated hugeness.

Soaring up to High Castle on Golgotha,
I break through third wall of apocalypse
to smash computer racks of corporate banks
so eidolon of Satan dissipates,
which dispels cloud of doom shrouding the world
so people of Earth rejoice in the streets.

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Orpheus pops enormous balloon of King Midas so full of hot air it screams in agony as it deflates to limp corpse of egomaniacal fear.

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