Unlaughter Of The Tree
© Surazeus
2025 12 28

This cannot be unlaughter of the tree
though it resembles how it might have laughed,
so I will not begin here at the end
since here has already shifted to there
because I will invent voices of leaves
that whisper secrets all around the world.

Though I withhold unlaughter of the tree,
it remains present everywhere at once
without declaration of its intent,
so do not read what I carve on its trunk
as refusal to engage in its game
because we will always lose to its tricks.

Process based on unlaughter of the tree
expands conception of what could be real,
yet statement of fact I refuse to make
pauses between states of reality
which speaks too much about what we invent
to prove we are important to the Earth.

Still confused by unlaughter of the tree,
I say nothing about what I perceive
in order to continue speaking words
without arrival at the final goal
where shadows disillusion my beliefs
despite aggressive purpose of sea wind.

Silence trapped by unlaughter of the tree
confers attentive sequence of new words
designed by stones smoothed by swift river flow
to prove my body understands desire
consistent with brave discipline of wind
that still refuses to speak about truth.

Sad voice breathed by unlaughter of the tree
may break at false authority of light
before it decides to embody me
as channel chosen by whole nothingness,
but I replace my secret self with self
composed from fragments of disruptive myths.

Meaning born from unlaughter of the tree
waits for permission no one dares to grant
at slow collapse of global certitude
contrived by money-lenders wearing masks
who occupy temple his father built
though computer programs decline to speak.

Truth erased by unlaughter of the tree
mirrors my virtual model of the Earth
which registers divine typography
extending serial states of psychic creed
that preserves hybrid faculty of faith
in syrup we pour on pancakes of hope.

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Orpheus compiles dictionary of words never spoken by unlaughter of the tree who remembers my name after eighty billion years swirl away.

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