Star Vision Of Kaskalkur
Star Vision Of Kaskalkur
© Surazeus
2026 07 05
Stuck in dream machine of psychotic words
that conjure visions in my clacking brain,
I stroll the busy streets of Everytown
to ask River Witch in Cave of Despair
why she remembers when my soul was born,
but Kaskalkur just chuckles with sly grin.
With eyes that flash bright television screens,
she gives me glass of water with sweet sneer
that she drew from dark underwater stream
which fills my heart with weird demonic light
that makes it swell huge as lead zeppelin,
so I ask Kaskalkur to marry me.
Through complex network of underworld streams,
fueled by dark water of her big cow eyes,
I soar on sun-blackened albatross wings
to wake demonic energy of love
from spinning iron core of Mother Earth
who throws my fragile body in the world.
When Kaskalkur gets on the morning bus
to work at library of long-lost books,
she finds herself surrounded on all sides
by grim-faced Myrmidons wearing red caps
who praise Agamemnon as noble king
though he hides his palsied face with gold mask.
Inspired by star vision of Kaskalkur,
which presents history of humanity
as mothers tending gardens of fruit trees,
I analyze strange economic trends,
combined through geospatial datasets,
to understand hunger of human hearts.
Because my mother at hour of my birth
named me Apaliunas, star-eyed hunter,
I trap demonic spirits of the heart
and transform them to honest laborers
who build the shining walls of Ilium
as duty to protect wise Kaskalkur.
In Washington did Jupiter decree
construction of Olympus from god bones
where Alph, the oil-polluted river, runs
down through caverns measureless to man
where Kaskalkur enslaves tyrants and kings
who abused right of their authority.
Ancestral voices prophesy new war
so I climb Mount Abora with my ghost
where Kaskalkur plays dulcimer of hope
for patriotic hearts to rise from fear
and cast King Midas from the throne of gold
when dome of power crumbles into lies.
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Orpheus brings new lyre he crafted from a turtle shell as gift to Apaliunas who plays psalms he composed for his old mother the river witch Kaskalkur.
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