Necessity Of Paper Skulls
© Surazeus
2025 12 12

Unruined stillness of my lucid heart
expresses anguish of supportive flaws
we share with mottled voices darkly clear
when we advance across the seamless span
that bounds our sober thoughts of rippled rage
in naked wilderness of circled sense.

Yet eyes of painters staring beyond time
laugh at proverbs perched on putrefied walls
since innocent hearts of togetherness
are coarsened by feckless grief we must sell
based on necessity of paper skulls
we mass-produce in factories of fake words.

Sad spiders spin somnolent jealousy
that we exchange with bold alacrity
till manic chagrin for positive change
fools us to think relationships are real
as festered shackles of contractual code
dissolved by storm clouds of our loyal love.

Not even the wildest music of clowns
could drive me mad with brave telepathy
since path of my insistent quest for truth
gleams brightly on horizon of my fear
from garish light of my Chaldean star
that softens jeers of brute banality.

All aspects of my pulsar heart refract
miasmic tunes of structured harmony
on which I march for beauty to escape
conceptual slaughter of dream piracy
when we invent new melodies of faith
that scam us with sweet fantasy of life.

Diminishing returns of honest love
invested to earn profit from regret
reveal our complicated states of mind
contrived by marketing budget of lust
despite foreclosure on my flooded heart
that leaves my beneficiaries poor.

My gazed fixed firm on face of fantasy
requires grand celebration of our feast
as we approach our hidden skeletons
with golden joy of arrogant dismay
that seals our contract with elated pay
through swelling surges of new social change.

That lifeless image in mirror of eyes
explains my graceful dance of aching hope
to leap beyond our solid bounds of faith
with bloodless ecstasy of festive fear
till I sing dreadful prophecy of truth
encoded in weird puzzles no one gets.

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Orpheus considers the possibility that death annihilates the self-created fantasies of our brains which dissipate into mindless energy of hope.

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