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Soul Music

Suppose there are souls that really exist

in eternity on the other side

where 24/7 evangelists

promise death to those who bridge the void.

 

Suppose them sitting in homes and cities

in their virtual, spiritual forms.

Would their ghostly, gaseous entities

risk it all for a stirring of warmth?

 

Suppose that a soul accessed a peep-hole

and observed you disrobe and unfasten

black stockings and skirt, your red camisole,

ectoplasm would ache for orgasm.

 

Suppose he ignored the hell-fire advice

and after jumping a gigantic bound,

found flesh and voice and blessing his choice

he’d almost certainly utter that sound.

 

 

 

 

 

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Harry O'Neill

Mon 25th Feb 2013 20:42

Ray,
Like Steve I admire the `Ectoplasm would ache for orgasm`... Also the way the inexact rhyming helps the supposing to run casually.

It made me think of Homers `twittering` take on your `ghostly gaseous entities` - how insubstantial the`spiritual` sometimes feels.

The most re-assuring words in the `Credo` are -for me - `the resurrection of the body`.

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Ray Miller

Tue 19th Feb 2013 22:19

And you ask why I don't live here?
Honey, how come you don't leave?!

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