My Heart Glows Full
© Surazeus
2025 11 23

My heart glows full with beauty of our world
so I paint only truth I want to see
about sad singers stuck on city streets
who strum guitars and sing ache of the blues
while piston-engine cars of eager hope
drown out their voices with commercial roar.

My heart beats quick in ardent harmony
with hammer blow of smiths on anvil brains
to forge sharp sword of justice from despair
so warriors wield shields of honest law
in war against cruel tyrants on gold thrones
to free humanity from corporate greed.

My heart pumps brave with river-current flow
when I dip oar with strong courageous hope
and stroke intense compassion for mankind
to drive my boat to heartland of the world
where I step forth on shore of distant lands
with clear intention to explore weird Earth.

My heart asserts high undulating waves
when I take arms against deep troubling sea
that laughs at my aggressive vanity
while surging nonchalantly with the moon
that breaks enormous mountains into sand
where I dance laughing on slow-shifting truth.

My heart blooms spindly lilacs of stark faith
for walking wounded warriors without hands
who hold strange beauty of the faceless sun
in open flowers smooth as lacquered eyes
with frantic memories that convey with pride
our mortal message on bright fields of snow.

My heart fires pistons with rapid acclaim
as driving force constructing halls of sense
in vast cathedral space with hoarded words
dispensed by pile-driver wealth of lost time
embodied by scent of madeleine cake
that triggers memories of exploding bombs.

My heart beams riddled with eccentric tones
through clumsy subtlety of formal games
despite grim sloppiness of solemn faith
appropriate for tricks lost children learn
when they throw stones at idols of dead gods
who crumble into bureaucratic forms.

My heart confirms its soul with self-control,
so good we do will ever be our task
through metric relativity of time
that leaves us stranded in ruins of faith
where wingless angels search for photographs
that fall from Tree of Fame in constant change.

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Orpheus performs surgery to replace bleeding heart of Jesus with assault-rifle heart of Jupiter.

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