Love Contrived From Code
© Surazeus
2025 06 15

Softer than angel wings forged from barbed wire,
your harried words staple wounds of my heart
with persistent pursuit of honesty
that proves reluctant love contrived from code
entangles cold reason with sentiment
designed to resurrect my soul from sorrow.

I wait for you on bridge of travesty,
heart revving engine of false merriment
with cheerful laughter of buzzing phonelines,
though sands of time cover vast city maze
where we stage theater of our romance
based not on our secret intimacy.

Still whittling memory from the broken bridge,
despite inheritance of fractured names
the dead disown with obvious distaste,
I ask sad Psyche why she cries each dawn,
but she lounges nude on the river shore
while blind angels paint beauty of her soul.

Spectral people acquainted with the night
chafe at excessive slide of compound error,
though no one calls the clown who steals my crown
because he fumbles key of yesterday,
old colleagues gathered to pray by the door
that never opens to acquaintances.

Never awkward despite appearances,
the child who tries to weep talks to the pool
about crepuscular hour when angels cry,
but drinks tea brewed with tears of pregnant wolves,
intolerant mystery never reconciled
before the watchers count the falling snow.

If I must, I count equine hours of loss
to unbend slant of glass cathedral light
which penetrates the stairs I never climb,
intensity of truth contained by books
more wordless than the horse beside the lake
who recounts difficulties of the day.

Never is always the right time to pray
because no one ever answers from the sky
that stares at me with nonchalant respect,
though the red sun that never sets requests
instruments to measure sudden eclipse
that erases my name from hill of time.

Lost in the yesterday of anywhere,
I forge new soft wings with barbed wire of fate
to understand heart-breaking loss of faith
that people feel when bombs destroy their homes
and send them wandering on the signless road
to find love contrived from code of hope.

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Orpheus studies the nature of love contrived from code written by billions of people who search in vain for the meaning of life.

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