Surazeus Simon Seamount
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Fractured windows of the abandoned house
reveal in swirling snow of frosted eyes
soft faceless voices of convenient wells,
and shadows torn from books of lonely tales
that fail to praise fate of religious ways
as if our bodies stumble on the loose.
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Surazeus Simon Seamount
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Bright yellow flowers of the rain-wet field
that spew conceptual poison of despair
attract naive butterflies of honesty
who dance in fragile hope of ecstasy
above smooth shining roof of the fast car
that takes us to empty church of the failed.
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Long rows of houses on curved suburb roads
entomb our treacled fantasy of faith
concerning venomous beasts of the book
that teaches young wives how to bake the cake
so homeless people pay to come and look
with access to swamp temple of mad toads.
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Surazeus Simon Seamount
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Old woman with her long hair drawn out tight
photographs bats crawling on blackened wall
to disprove reproof of long-silent bells
which still distort the hours with silent tolls
when ghosts in empty cisterns climb the hill
to play chess with the puppet of moonlight.
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More bodies dug from graves of swirling sand
leave dry bones rattling on our kitchen shelves
who whisper stories of arrogant hope
because the price of freedom is too steep
though rain waits on the streets of angry calves
herded by the oak clown with curious mind.
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Falling towers in cities of mad kings
who once controlled vast empires of dream slaves
radiate soft glow of unreal consciousness
confusing people who try to buy bliss
based on decay of truth from smoking stoves
since the sad jester protests social wrongs.
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Wind under the door from riddles of bones
leads homeless refugees from land-grab wars
to search for eyes of pearls in shallow seas
where drowned men clutch with fear at greedy keys
designed to open academic doors
where robots study secrets of lost runes.
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Huddled in torn tent on the river shore,
Tiresias asks the turtle with gold eyes
if he can purchase stocks in companies
that finance wars for building colonies,
then rattles tin can of bones to call spies
who dwell in abandoned house of the star.
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Surazeus Simon Seamount
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Fate Of Religious Ways
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2024 04 24

Orpheus photographs fallen towers in cities of mad kings.

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