Luminous Phantom Of Faith
© Surazeus
2026 09 02

I keep the secret of love in my heart
though it swells and bleeds into apple seeds
that I scatter along the muddy road
while ducking under sorrow-laden boughs
to savor succulent sanguinity
too quickly lost in subtle jubilance.

Excessive laughter of sorrow-winged joy
teaches me about the impossible,
yet I never hesitate to reach out
with eagerness to exchange what we make
with what we need in weird commercial game
that functions to keep us busy till death.

Because she understands language of waves
Sycorax knows how to use the dream code
of happiness to tame the Jormungander
in giving her rides to the Promised Land
where she paints murals of the multiverse
on temple walls before the Feast of Friends.

So when she finds corpse of the gray-haired poet
rotting among the golden daffodils,
Sycorax extracts his brain from his skull
so she can study the Realm of Ideas
that conjures visions of the Natural World
as matrix that powers our battery hearts.

Staring at computer screen for eighth hours,
Sycorax imagines with fervent calm
the Great American Novel she writes
with blood of angels on the locked church door
where her son lies in the coffin of glass
since he died in the motorcycle crash.

We feast on terror of fake happiness,
Sycorax explains to the green giraffe
on which she rides into Jerusalem
as new messiah for the modern age
to found one world religion of new faith
that unites all nations in dance of ghosts.

Driving cross-country in old white sedan
to start her new job at Wonderland Park,
Sycorax sings hymns of shy Emily
whose face is luminous phantom of faith
that guides her to the future of success
not even God can see written in sand.

When she arrives at destined hill of bones,
where angels disguised as children with masks
dance among flowers of discarded thoughts,
Sycorax holds fractured skull of Wordsworth
till she comprehends spirit of his verse
that programs atheist wisdom from the curse.

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Orpheus flirts with Sycorax as they wander around the Wonderland amusement park to hang out with Emily and William who write haiku in wet cement.

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