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Mr. Fantastical

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By brad baymonPublished 6 years ago 3 min read
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Mr. Fantastical Story 1

Look at her!

In her Jimmy Choo shoes and skin-tight leggings, with her blonde wavy hair and perky breasts, with a T-Shirt that reads: {I am woman, hear me Roar!}

"She thinks she's so fabulous."

When she walks, she might illicit stares, but even then she is not fabulous.

Now I, on the other hand, am Fantastic.

Mr. Fantastic to be exact!

I, who live, not by bread & water but for the love of it all!

I, who live between reality and daydreaming, Mr. Fantastical!

It is I, Destroyer of worlds and one who wields supreme analytical reasoning.

"Yes, my Child." Mr. Fannntaaastic!

It is I who men will write stories to configure.

(Why are you so fantastic? they ask)

Then let me lay my cards out.

I'm where it is, where it's at, and where it's always going to be

The glamour I possess are all intricate formalities.

One day I was asked a question in a non-verbal way:

"What would you do for me," said the being of oddity, since I gave you life?"What will you give me?" And I being fantastic and all replied:

"The dance of good intentions!"

How one, who is without reason of creativity, bask in the glow of the inexplicable?

I will conjure up the raw inertia that bides inside the core of me.

In there still, lives a man, and one of refined sophistication.

Yes indeed, I know from which I came from, and by sweet tulips I know where I'm going.

forgive me mother earth if I must do a little dance because the joy inside of me is oh, so bright. "Au Ru Guard!"

I call upon the light of life in me you dwell, and I now ask of you to conjure in me a magnificent spell of intrigue and delight!

Help me so that I can help thyself. Help me bring you to life,

save a little bit of me, but I want but take all of me.

Oh, sweet jubilee honor me the favor and make all my wrongs oh so right. Little light of mines, dance like you never danced before.

Oh, wait 'til they see: "News Flash!" Mr. Fantastic is coming with Love in tow.

I know it's not going to be easy but how can a girl say no.

Oh spirit that lives in me. I call upon you on this day and no other

Give me the chance to get to know you,

If we ever had our difference let's put them aside and get to work.

My dear Reason! Take a back seat and let the big boys handle this madness.

Bye bye insecurities, bye bye discretion, bye bye peace of mind.

There will be no place inside this body for any of you indiscretions to hide:For the light will consume and fill thy whole.

Oh, what a beautiful day!

Can they see the music or do they not?

Can they hear the sounds or do they not!

Well too bad, then more for me.

Oh, the things they will say about me? "He was mad," "He was crazy," "He was mad and crazy."

And I will tell you now—they will be only half right.

Why do I have to be so good to be so fantastic?

Yes, I will take up this challenge because the dynamic of life is so beautiful and cruel it's wonderful.

"Show me the exclamation of life!" the voice said,

Show me the magic from which you came from,

Show me that all of existence wasn't in vain.

Your limited imagination only limits you,

Take away the shackles and release thy spirit!

Show up and turn out!

Oh, Mr. Fantastic where have you been all my life?

I've always been here, just waiting in the cut.

surreal poetry
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