Stolen Mask Of Jupiter
© Surazeus
2025 03 29

Untethered twirl of emotional glide
accelerates my soul beyond fake bounds
of social convention that holds me down,
because I spring high from book where I hide
secret fears with glass skeletons in mounds
on which the lost worship the haughty clown.

Unchained ocean waves of obvious truths
we dare not speak as taboo of the heart
wipe vast metropolis of gleaming towers
off face of the Earth with soul-cleansing baths
since commercial empire is based on cart
from which the lonely girl sells pretty flowers.

Untricked by preacher of the fallen god
to believe that each person is unique,
we search for ancient sword Excalibur
as magic weapon buried in the sod
so we can fight the conman and his clique
who wears the stolen mask of Jupiter.

Uncivilized by tyranny of cash
that drives fierce engine of global commerce,
we fight new civil war of thought control
to wear crown of thorns retrieved from the trash
based on description of the universe
designed by savior hung on the phone pole.

Uncaged by law of Goddess Liberty
with commission to bear the Torch of Truth,
Minerva runs barefoot in the waste land
to escape agents of security
while pregnant with our new messiah sleuth
destined to rule Earth with his red right hand.

Unpuzzled petroglyph on Stone of Scone
depicts First Mother of the Human Race
when she emerges from the Lake of Dreams
and plays haunting tunes on flute of bird bone
then wears golden mask over pock-marked face
when she performs in Theater of Seems.

Uncrowned as honest Emperor of Earth,
I ride White Horse of Justice down the street
through parade to celebrate victory,
then analyze what everything is worth
which I list on the clay-tablet spreadsheet
as world-traveling man of mystery.

Unlocking stolen mask of Jupiter,
I climb huge pyramid of the God-Eye
so I can understand the human heart
which follows path devised by Lucifer
because we choose our fate by asking why
we must blindly conform to our star chart.

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Orpheus wears white gloves as he carefully places and adjusts the Stolen Mask of Jupiter in the display case in the Zarathian Museum of World History.

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