2010
Hands — the iron quin-dents
of an automaton goddess
sunk in an ocean of detritus and potential
her exoskeleton rusting,
her nylon hair eaten by fishes
— the small attrition of little mouths —
her video eyes scored by salt
her vinyl feet twisting and twitching, unfinned
her neural nets dreaming, searching, waiting
for the idea,
the belief,
the energy field,
that will fuse her legs
and make her a real girl,
take her free-swimming
flicking ass in new live leather
power-tailed to the waist
hair hair streaming
blood-heart beating
celled skin feeling
tendonned arms cleaving the tainted water
ten printed fingers gathering magic.