Sunlit Shadow Ghost
© Surazeus
2025 12 02

I drink river water of aching hope
struck by sweet lightning of aspiring gods
which resurrects my body from mute pain
so I pretend my spirit is still strong
as I assert my sunlit shadow ghost
with wine of Heaven bleeding from my eyes.

Dear sea of secret troubles fills my heart
with questions about noble history
designed to strengthen courage of my fear
so I will never hesitate to fight
grim demons of the waste land who devour
rotten pomegranates of faithful love.

I cast demonic shadow of my heart
down into valley of the singing skull
where children give each other secret names
to praise their mothers who reveal the sky
with strict voluptuous sadness of respect
based on diversity of twisted gods.

Though every house we build with bleeding hands
is burned by mocking laughter of your god,
we separate our bodies from the Earth
by breathing deep ethereal words of truth
to undergo catharsis based on debts
we never pay to Death who lingers near.

Red raven of my heart spreads wings of flame
to challenge twilight with electric gloom
through existential passion for star flight
though we keep tumbling to the broken Earth
to wear wet soil as skin of arrogance
in vain attempt to hide my angry faith.

Translucent coolness swirled by ardent peace
contrives with faceless gods of walking trees
to preach through incantation endless time
we share this fertile vale with grim respect
by hiding wounds achieved with locked concern
so we investigate each cause of death.

Weakened by shocking afterglow of rain
that smears our souls across soft bloody hills,
we tear false sentences from raspy throats
as we creep boldly over jagged thoughts
with plan to dispel loneliness of joy
so we can bury light in mangled hearts.

By imitating spheres of dreamless eyes
I draw the perfect circle without help
connecting curls of canceled certitude
with ringing jewels of defective words
trapped deep in helix which identifies
decadence of my sunlit shadow ghost.

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Orpheus teaches faceless people how to identify their private sunlit shadow ghost that always seems to slip free from their theological hands.

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