Mannequin (Photo credit: Night-thing)
Calculated gestation
Symmetry and symbiosis
We must achieve
Singular mastery
Perfect and precise
The absolute measure of success
In the smooth, opalescent
Texture of their skin
Genetic manipulation
Prometheus weds Frankenstein
And births via cold test tube
A germinated new race
No scar lines betray
Juxtaposition of parts chosen
Just perfect texture
Of their skin
Walking among us
Glorious automatons
Leading us a merry dance
To terrifying, stultifying
Future days
Some small consolation
In this constellation
Of our imminent being
We may all become these craven children
But we will have
Perfect texture
For our skin
© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
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What great layers of meaning are contained in these lines Helen. Statements on the nature of man, the future of mankind, I love the use you make of language.
Thanks Michael, you are always so generous!! 🙂 🙂
You are welcome. (My US friend tells me I have to practice saying that as I don’t think we Australians do say it, do you?)
That’s true, I don’t tend to say that, I don’t think it’s something in the Australian culture, though it’s a very nice thing to respond. 🙂
A terrifying thought as a means of alternative procreation. So well put.x
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
I have to agree…the way you make the English language dance just amazes me. Well done. 🙂
Thanks Skye, that’s so kind!! 🙂 🙂
There is so much science in art, and art in science. 🙂
Very true, thanks Chris!! 🙂 🙂
This is brilliant and terrifying I love it!
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂