Whispering Neon Jellyfish
Whispering Neon Jellyfish
© Surazeus
2026 09 15
Kathy decides not to do the fun things,
so she watches fish swim through deep canal,
then pushes doorbell as signal of hope
for the blind angel to open the lock
which allows demons of despair to pass through,
because she sends potatoes in the mail.
Every time email appears on the screen,
Kathy meows so the whole office hears,
but they become pieces on the chess board
in her conceptual game of catch the cat
as shadow lurking on the melting wall,
three times before the clock smiles not at her.
Wrapping her face in the silk pillow case,
Kathy rides the horse with thousand-foot legs,
and kisses Jesus to understand why
people suffer from harsh abuse and die,
except the crippled swan in car garage
that eats the blood-stained flag of our empire.
Kathy hears whispering neon jellyfish
that float in the high-school library dome
just above the perfectly folded map
that shows bright shadows of forgotten keys,
so from gravity-defying teacup
she drinks stolen secrets of midnight love.
While Kathy considers the haughty cat,
her mechanical typewriter of teeth
types internal thoughts of lonely houseplants,
though crystal pocket watches fall as snow
from velvet clouds onto ocean of glass
where children of her eyes weave tangled codes.
Kathy wakes up in coffin of rose petals
to find every clock in her doorless house
is ticking backwards, and with every tick
another memory of her sad childhood
vanishes from her sponge brain, and becomes
a beautiful painting on wall of bones.
Kathy strolls cobblestone road past striped canes
to endless ocean of bureaucracy
that bubbles black as calligraphy ink,
so her shadow detaches from her feet
and lurks beside her on the screaming grass
till she understands strange language of gods.
Putting on her fear-heavy winter coat,
Kathy discovers how its inside pockets
open to snow-covered forest of lies,
so she decides to do the most fun thing
when her sighs transform to glowing glass marbles
that contain nameless souls of the now-dead.
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Orpheus holds roses and kneels before Kathy by the ocean of bureaucracy and asks her to marry him and she affirms her consent with joy so they kiss and become statues of glass.
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