Pencil Of Secret Codes
© Surazeus
2026 01 29

Not clever enough to avoid the trap
of telling sick jokes to the lizard king,
cute ray of sunshine dressed in methane skirt
nurses child of the devil with black milk
while chewing the pencil of secret codes
that crouch with moon toads in abandoned mines.

Adjusting perspective through edgy truth,
she deals with hilarious opposites
that pivot around Still Point of all time
within framework of cerebral concepts
based on project to design new world view
that deconstructs imperial rule with lies.

Misdirect focus of attentive greed
from propaganda project to brainwash
fools willing to believe religious tales
presenting miracles as measured facts
which support grand state ideology
so we can see essential truth of being.

She surfs event horizon of star waves
with graceful anguish of lonely respect
through slow revolving door of formal change
programming how we understand the real
based on aggressive twinkle of brain stars
that twitch in cosmic wind of endless change.

Raindrops paint dry dirt with radiant eyes
that dazzle hearts of young vivacious ghosts
who count how many crows fly outside time
forever west to find where the sun hides
with sharp intention of untampered books
to build palace of notes from broken bones.

Immaterial orchids by garden pool
explain confusion about soul rebirth
involving various objects without names
that we assemble inside walls of stone
with plan to purchase from ghost in the cave
house of the haunting melody we play.

Amorphous desire of rational fate
urges me to invent new simple words
that lurk on edge of aesthetic regret
through intellectual game of puzzling charge
based on sensational spark of dawn light
that misleads progress of our retrospect.

Social collision between private kings
and public jesters over whose world view
will better assimilate in one myth
psychic trauma every human endures
transforms countless warring states of the Earth
in global drama no one wants to play.

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Orpheus walks around the crowded streets of London with boxes of pencils he tries to sell to homeless poets who lounge around the fountain of Neptune.

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