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)