From the egg-like membrane
of her head
to the crescent-mooned toes
on her feet,
her skin was yielding
and not synthetic;
soft and warm,
it responded to my touch.
She was programmed
to be forever childlike
but she possessed
an adult logic,
as if she knew my every thought;
a hint of malevolence
behind eyes so blue and enthusiastic
disguised by her childish smile.
No babies for would-be single mothers,
broody women in a world without fathers,
nothing to remind those left behind
what it’s like to create humankind;
just the maternal feeling that blooms from within
when caressing your adopted child’s cyborg skin.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night: Casting a Spell
Linda is our host for OLN this Thursday and she sets the mood with a Halloween poem by Arthur Cleveland Coxe, a video clip of Poe’s Raven read by Christopher Lee, and she is serving up a Delightful Witches Brew Cocktail at the bar.
I thought I’d resurrect (the only link to Poe) a poem from 2017, which was published in Visual Verse – with a new image.