The Monster Speaks I am your electric Adam, you are my creator god You sewed me in this motley jester's suit Awakened child of myrrh and lightning rod Like yin and yang, like two peas in a troubled pod We are forever joined together, man and brute I am your electric Adam, you are my creator god You say arise my son, I am imprinted and over-awed, You are my curious father, I am your strangest fruit Awakened child of myrrh and lightning rod I cannot read you, hiding behind your dour facade To garnish your attention I must grow astute I am your electric Adam, you are my creator god I am not a pretty man, vein-skinned and lantern-jawed Eight feet tall and angry, a recalcitrant recruit Awakened child of myrrh and lightning rod As an experimental being I am sorely flawed Unable to communicate, not dumb but mute I am your electric Adam, you are my creator god Awakened child of myrrh and lightning rod (First published in Liquid Imagination - 2019)