Zigzag Path From Dream
© Surazeus
2025 03 08

Trajectory of my zigzag path from dream
arches over mountains of singing trees
clockwise between cities of faceless ghosts
who all vanish in cold wilderness wind
when I leave crowded streets of Babylon
to find pure ancient Eden of my mind.

Until I express my triumphant speech
at witnessing temporal dance of desire
I know not how my heart was wounded sore
from whispered darkening of the hourglass
that measures span of change my soul endures
from sweet deception of sincerity.

No supernatural god among bright clouds
could justify his tyrannical ways
for smearing rage on my sensitive skin
with abrasive thoughts of controlling hope,
intent on judging failures I perform
in my quest to fulfill my private dreams.

Congenial regret of absolute faith
distorts perception of my groping mind
to pierce conceptual gloom of wretched fear
with gleaming light of ineffectual prayer
that darkens bliss oozed from foul loaves of stone
poisoned by aggressive lust of contempt.

Till I strip off mask of Faustus at dawn
to conceal true identity I hate,
I try to crack icy distance of faith
glazed by will of Heaven to trap my soul
with bitter assumptions of fierce conceit
that squanders hard-won rewards I entail.

Disbursed inheritance of ancient myths,
designed to bolster insecure intent
with noble attributions fate assigns,
restricts assertion of my secret will
with clutched accumulations of desire,
though lost in mapped landscape of inquiry.

Puzzling image of exorbitant truth
with polished instrument of gratitude,
I perform ritual of expressive spells
to study substance that stands under forms
consigned to ceremony of regret
which cleanses innocence hearts of desire.

When I wake startled from sweet dream of love
I find my body is composed from tears
transformed by chemicals of hungry pain
from purified water of mountain streams
that spiral through my veins in writhing lust
so I remember who I am at last.

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Orpheus listens as Faustus explains why he wants to start a bakery near the river park after working years in accounting at the Internal Revenue Service.

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