Ghost Elemental

GHOST ELEMENTAL Lightning, currently water- currently fire, solid in spirit, ethereal flyer. Vanishes upon completing its journey, by energys desire. As a shapeshifter in exhale, flashing bare. A streaker streaming in the light. Fueled by its spirit airing its incorporeal lungs. God's trumpet that turns on the night as you hear it, tingle your schlungs. Fear it's song of judgment. Kingdom come. Plays on like a bassoon that meets a lyre, beats like a crash cymbal, pulses like creamy laser awakening Phoenix pyre. Ghostly taser with a breath of flare, saviour fare, it inhales, grinning bare. Opening the seals. Waxing. Clean. Here to there, far to near. Gods telegram on the wire. Natures tear. It executes, judgment of the firmament, while darting out of site, it warns, further encroachment, like a woman allright. One that just popped into the room with scorn, ready to fight. Break out the holy water, no worries, hell hath no fire. Valhalla no furies. But now we have imagination to burn, a reminder lesson we've urn ed. As we scatter-worry. Repent in hybrid theory. Of human elements ashes and dust, purge a little purgatory, to learn or combust.