Water Sings About Life
© Surazeus
2026 08 16

The intense way water sings about life
may seem strange to the human without ears
who steals pieces of the puzzle from death
to build collective bridge of happiness
so wanderers may cross the dark abyss
that proves the blue sky always understands.

Inhaling frantic hope to evade death,
Marcella runs along the dusty road
forever toward the house of broken doors
till she floats up into the lattice sky
and hangs suspended from hand of the tree
that laughs with crack of thunder when she wakes.

Whatever she says to the humble wall,
that readjusts itself with shifting words,
may vanish in sad silence of new books
that no one ever reads till end of time,
yet someone always knocks on her front door
with jar of something they would like to sell.

Elected to manage the farming town
her ancestors colonized with the gun,
Marcella runs the world from city hall
by selling water from the serpent well
as if heroic deeds are eulogized
by the glass-faced princess of everywhere.

After filling one hundred books with words
that hum with laughter of the summer rain,
Marcella walks around the broken house
one thousand times to find the secret door
that leads her to the room of howling wind
as if she could reverse the curse of fate.

When she floats in the great ocean at dawn
to become drop of water in the flood
that cleanses excess sorrow from the land,
she finds her darkness enclosed in her heart,
yet still Marcella weaves new coronet
from thorn-sharp stems of roses she must wear.

Selling gold coffin of the vampire god
to the movie star who always plays king,
Marcella gathers sunlight with frail hands
in brave experiment to fool cruel death,
but children never come home from their school
so she lies under bridge of fate and cries.

Based on how hungry people calculate
pride through manufactured nobility,
Marcella counts the many shades of blue
that gleam from restless sorrow of sea waves
so she can frame the nothingness of death
with beautiful romance tales no one lives.

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Orpheus asks Marcella on a date, so they meet at the Promised Land amusement park where they listen to people singing in the fields of crops.

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