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Supranatural Mischief

Well Above the Fray

By Gerard DiLeoPublished 10 months ago 1 min read
Strikes and Balls

I donned asbestos gloves

Picked up ball lightening

Hurled it down from the Heavens

Pins fell like people

***

I ionized the Borealis

Shuffling my feet on Earth's carpet

Touched a fellow-by-the-toe

Galvanizing spinal memory

***

I collected acid rain

To dilute the Great Salt Lake

Mormons were alkalinized

Decreeing the new pH to be

***

Preternaturally punctual

I effervesced

And worked what's wrought

Dutifully, likewise, evanesced

***

I ran counter to the world's rotation

Until I was geostationary

I could pick up all the GPS

Telling me where I can go

***

I can see souls leaving bodies

And hear the beauty of a face

And sublimate your better points

Before I return to my senses.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Gerard DiLeo

Retired, not tired. In Life Phase II: Living and writing from a decommissioned church in Hull, MA. (Phase I was New Orleans and everything that entails. Hippocampus, behave!

https://www.amazon.com/Gerard-DiLeo/e/B00JE6LL2W/

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Comments (1)

  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran10 months ago

    Oooo, I would love to see souls leaving bodies too! Phenomenal poem!

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