The Creator

[Dominique Boller]

Hands, feet ,bones and blood, carved tenderly out of the mud.

Yellowing eyes straining to see, the mass of flesh that is to become me.

Rocking back and forth singing a song, the creator tenderly knits an arm.

Here is a leg , a neck, and some lips, on the floor by his chair a pair of hips.

Flesh and metal,bits of leather, my creator puts me all together.

And when I am done what a wonder to behold, I am a steampunk girl android.

[Stephen Torelli]

A noteworthy account. I enjoyed reading this.

[Angela]

Unique and engaging.  I kept thinking there would be a different conclusion, that's for sure.

[Bill Floyd]

Interesting!

[Bob Clay]

I'm searching ebay for one as I write ..... :0)