Titans Versus Dinosaurs
© Surazeus
2025 12 09

The painful awkwardness of growing old
never ceases to amuse me, he sneers,
and snuffs out his half-smoked Cuban cigar
on muscled thighs of the statue of David,
then walks along the river with the ghost
of his intellectual bride Persephone.

Three men in leather jackets with black guns
approach from shadow of the fractured door,
demanding he give them his pulsing brain,
but he recites divergent Latin spell
that binds their bodies in one turtle shell,
then spins them whistling in the river depths.

Arriving at the Pegasus Cafe,
hidden between the cathedral of skulls
and the department store of demon masks,
he hangs out with Milton, Dante, and Skald
as they discuss with animated pride
the latest trends in global poetries.

King Midas and his gang of thugs arrive
in fleet of huge black cars with flashing lights,
and claps prophet of the apocalypse
with golden chains of delicate despair,
then locks him in mirrored hall of Versailles,
demanding he sing praises of his reign.

Mad poet of the boggy Scottish vales
transforms into the weasel with quick heart,
then slips away from prison of false wealth
to soar on black wings of angelic fear
above vast sprawling maze of city streets
that covers the whole Earth with asphalt gods.

Enormous monsters emerge from asphalt,
irradiated by stark rays of rage,
and stomp delicate cathedrals of glass
to mash achievements of the human race,
so he transforms from awkward mortal man
into Archangel Michael with flaming sword.

Zooming around in spiral loops of hope,
Saint Michael battles asphalt behemoth
in clash of Titans versus Dinosaurs
till Hyperion defeats cruel Godzilla
by disassembling puzzle of his dreams
when he obtains key to decode his soul.

I wish these scenes of grand heroic deeds
were nothing more than boyish fantasy,
he grins while riding merry-go-round horse
as planes drop bombs on churches, schools, and homes,
then lies down weary in ancestral tomb
after wandering many years from the womb.

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Orpheus admires stuffed-head of Godzilla on castle wall above the glowing hearth as Saint Michael offers glass of wine after they feast on Godzilla steak grilled by the misty loch.

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