Forgetting My Own Face
© Surazeus
2026 04 19

If I end up forgetting my own face,
designed by passion my ancestors felt
while walking bravely against wind of fear,
I might wear mask of Cloud God to conceal
amalgamated nothingness of self
which angels document in clever jokes.

Strolling in field of dandelion flowers,
which explode in wishes of lonely souls,
I ponder nothingness at end of time
that traps me in this temporary body
through which I aspire to climb mountain peaks
as witness to transcendent state of mind.

Because I know no fate of falling rain
while hiding in ruins of paradise,
slouched on huge stones that fell from fractured walls,
I organize list of tasks to complete
in mission to found empire on god skulls
when death bequeaths weird secret of rebirth.

Dark shadow looms above vast maze of streets
where apes in suits play gods in wars of truth
while I drive children from school to graveyards
where they conduct random experiments
to understand how trees bloom rich in Spring
from coffin where the vampire god lies stiff.

If I end up designing my new face
from masks of gods long fallen in disgrace,
I may be forced to wrestle before dawn
eccentric angel of our nation-state
who lives in mansion by polluted lake
as castle capital of Avalon.

True friendship chains our hearts with bitter faith
we try to sell from market stalls of hope
when butterfly god in her chrysalis
hangs from rugged cross on hill of skulls
which sprouts new limbs with apples of the sun
so I sail river boat across the sea.

In noble fight against the tyrant king
we must not falter at the darkest hour
for Justice needs our courage to transcend
schemes of greed rich bankers promulgate
in van attempt to control minds of men
who wake from weird hypnotic trance he spelled.

Ophelia finds lyre of Mercury
rusting on tombstone of last troubadour
whose spirit wakes again inside her brain
so she ascends ziggurat of world fame
to untwist political games of power
with pungent beauty of the psychic flower.

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Orpheus interviews Ophelia for position of his secretary because he manages new Museum of Intergalactic Art at the University of Zarathia.

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