The Monster

I felt you animate me
after countless days and nights,
as the seasons changed,
i felt you create me

with frenzied, gnarled fingers
you stitched me together
you selected my organs
every single one...
you kept me preserved-
kept me as fresh as a dead man could be
oh passionate fool

surgically cutting limbs off dead unknown people
the nameless to create this monster
i am nameless all the same
your eyes, they shined
by the flourescent light looming overhead
your body, grew sickeningly pale
unhealthily, you sought to create me

at your passion's utter
irrevocable climax
the earth in all its wretched glory,
froze
as life, in some mangled form,
surged into me
and i opened my eyes for the first time to

watch your face turn to horror
as you struck me down
as you fled from me

dazed, alone, i was
stumbling in the darkness
groping in the lab, searching for home
i couldnt stand
i couldnt speak
i moaned, i hungered, i felt ripped to pieces
why, oh creator, did you flee from me?
what sin was i?

....
~brittany

((..because of reading Frankenstein in ap literature and comp. and watching the silly movie where every one is doing their sister :P...))