Unhappy In Weird Heaven
Unhappy In Weird Heaven
© Surazeus
2025 03 26
Ordained intensity of our fierce life
provides conceptual frame for ardent door
for which my tongue designs the singing leaf
that flashes old memories in wordless blur,
engrossed in program that reverses time
with casual grief that nurtures my new dream.
Awake with curious faith in haunted hills
with tattered scrolls, long hid in sacred sands,
I play my game out of sync with church bells
from static message that fractures quaint minds
too eager for embroidered book of tales
that mocks kind people who live without goals.
Stuck in portrait that depicts the last star
which gleams on faces of warriors in gloom,
I change my image at alarm of war
to hide behind mask of the loyal team
and translate strange cries of electric birds
that gather in oaks at howl of mad bards.
On flat-top pyramid as watchful guard,
armed with taut bow of arrogant desire,
I achieve creative project of God,
who embodies the monster we most fear,
by analyzing mental state of Man
who incarnates psychic light of the sun.
Unhappy in weird Heaven we create,
I assemble puzzle of my God Face,
that pulses calmly with eclectic light
which luminates false rooms of my old house,
from soul of each ancestor in my genes
whose voice whispers in marrow of my bones.
Performing my new role as Sisyphus,
I construct cars in the steel factory
to prove I could be more magnanimous
with urgent spirit of democracy
because this world is older than our souls
that shimmer whitely in Odinian wells.
I ride long train of circumstance back home
to where I tame the horse in apple grove
with primal language through uncertain hymn
detailing progress of romantic love
by which we generate aggressive souls
who conquer Earth with calculating scales.
Crouched in the silent trance, I watch the moon
transform souls of our war-traumatized saints
from avid angels to idolized stone
who default on their government accounts
in time for tragic marriage of true minds
who share electrons in covalent bonds.
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Orpheus shows his children with Ophelia how to assemble of their God Face from memories of their ancestors programmed in their genes.
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