Augustan Heritage Of Power
© Surazeus
2025 11 11

When the old gaunt man in long ragged coat
tries to explain scream of the butterfly,
I give him communion wafer to eat,
but he just wants to drink hot blood of angels
as he wanders with disgruntled despair
through shiny offices of wealthy banks.

Yet he reveals where the uneasy dead
are buried under asphalt parking lots
so sorrows of their hearts may fertilize
insatiate hunger of the brutal land
where necrophilous angels of the heart
hurl corpses of empires in velvet sand.

Based on Augustan heritage of power
which he extracted from cave of desire,
the old gaunt man with one dark raven eye
grabs shadows of our souls from empty graves
to lead our holy army of brave heroes
to fight against grim shadows of our fears.

Disfigured by fierce villainy of hate
that bears witness to patriotic pride,
the old gaunt man hanging in the ash tree
throws rune-carved stones of cleromantic sight
through divination of the scattered word
to conjure warriors from mute peace of Hades.

Through reconciliation against fear
at wordless trembling of estranged respect
the old gaunt man who knows the ring of fire
still offers sage advice to angry boys
asserting passion of purposeless hope
to defend our way of life from invaders.

Since he lost his marriage certificate
that proves his adoration of Queen Mab,
gaunt Odin gambles with Zeus to contest
over whose empire shall rule the whole world
with auspicious riddles of innocence
inspired by firecrackers of true love.

As half-blind doppelganger of my soul,
attended by wolf and raven at dawn,
grim Odin teaches me to play roulette
with greed of tyrants to manage the world
based on fake randomness of reverence
which humans express in cathedral hymns.

I cannot translate to real human language
weird infernal scream of the butterfly,
so I cast runes of fate on sandy shore
to calculate when our empire will fall
so we can build on ruins of its lies
new world republic through justice for all.

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Orpheus catches Odin and Zeus cheating at the roulette table, so he turns them into cats who lie about all day in beams of sunlight on the living room floor.

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