Natsumi
natsumi could walk on water
if she felt like it,
for she has flown many feet above
the subway platforms in tokyo,
she has hurled herself, hovering,
as if she were running a sprint,
up above the street
bearing her gorgeous bright red
dress in the morning
daylight---
and as she coasts down the street,
sometimes holding an umbrella in
case of rain, she has photos taken of her---
she one-ups the likes of
david blaine,
whose own levitation has been videotaped,
but seldom are his feet ever seen---
she floats like a modern day superman & she
does so amidst all of technology’s race to
install the nanobots appropriate enough to
allow us all to do the same,
but alas, natsumi, the humble & self-described
yowayowa, or
“weak” or “feable”
camerawoman,
keep her secret silent,
while dwelling peacefully with her two cats, who,
being her most photographed models,
consider themselves accomplices in the mystery of her
unique
ability.
Copyright © Andrew Delapruch | Year Posted 2011
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