without a God
(inspired by Mary Shelly’s Frankenstein)
creature oversees the misty air,
its breath
hesitating,
a thief
before a Christmas tree
latent with gifts
“My creator left me in disparate parts. I cannot fathom another tormenting day of alienation.”
“Townspeople stare at these sewn together body parts; sometimes my vacant eyes find their incredulity, and then hurriedly look away.”
“Only an old blind man speaks to me mostly with his violin.”
“I am so very tired from all this solitude- I wish to belong somewhere, belong to someone.”
This blue flame
flickers without purpose,
a faint glimmer
fleeting,
hidden
icy Arctic caverns
some thousand miles from home,
no beginning
nothing to begin again,
seedless,
sightless,
without destiny,
solitary,
without
God.
Lake Worth, FL
Fall, 2011