Wednesday, April 19, 2017
Day 19: First Human
Day 19 of NaPoWriMo and I have been tasked to write a creation myth. Don't know if that's what this is, but the prompt took me into an interesting place.
Someone threaded the first human
out of old carpet and recycled plastic
molded her into 10 fingers, 10 toes
injection mold without sink holes.
The carpet fiber was for her hair,
eyebrows, and eyelashes.
Her organs were 3D printed
out of hard, breakable plastic.
But the devil was in her details;
her finger tips held moon shapes
and her ears echoed ocean sounds.
Her nose could smell snow coming;
she just couldn’t see herself.
But she could feel her way to salvation;
She could bend if someone bent her.
She could speak if someone spoke for her.
She could pray when someone prayed for her.
But she could smell fear
All on her own.