Supersonic Sea Of Lies
© Surazeus
2025 09 02

I map conscious geography of time
to keep my mind from noisy strife of faith
by treading sacred ground where god bones rot
with sweet lascivious passion of regret
for weird delirium unsourced by fear
enclosed in ruins of my shapeless soul.

Rich substance forming fragments of my mind
assert emotional right to transgress
spray-marked perimeter of garden groves
where elders of our tribe reveal the face
they wear in fierce remembrance of desire
embodied by the cake she cooks for us.

My heart sings awesome hymn of honest horror
with ardent energy of wind-bent signs
that misdirect swift traffic to the field
where bright-lit horses graze on hopelessness
when flashing starship descends from red clouds
to send frightened wind running in the woods.

Yet paper butterflies of long-dead gods
bring secret stories about tragic love
weightlessly floating on the silver lake
where star-eyed owls play haunting melodies
on flutes carved from bones of draconic gods
who want to reincarnate in my brain.

Blind angels reconstruct lost memories
analyzed by strip-mall astrologers
with ardent prophecies turtles present
at annual conference of historians
who love to solve mired mysteries of fate
which determine how long great empires last.

If the elegant chatelaine of trust
gives me fairy robot for my birthday,
despite starlit bravado housewives strip,
I may dismiss urgent exigencies
for profit lost in pursuit of weird truth
because I cultivate flowers of evil.

With raucous laughter of the fractured mind,
I throw fake words in sloshing lake of rage
through worship of the clumsy ballerina
who grabs my hand and runs with me too far
beyond the fearsome loneliness of faith
till we kiss on bridge of forgetfulness.

Crosscurrents bear my fragile boat of faith
across the supersonic sea of lies
to floating island lost in tortured mist
where holy goddess of the world resides
in haunted temple built from hidden guilt
where I still map geography of time.

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Orpheus sails ship of puritans across the supersonic sea of lies to colonize the ancient holy land of Zarathia.

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