Creation of breath

Creation of breath

Sweet fills the brow of the old man bent over his table, droplets fall upon the oak counter top, soaking upon touch. Clicking metal shines, plastic buffed to perfection, random screws, bolts, socket wrenches, mostly aimless tools in the pile of creation. With the smack of the hammer and the sauder of metel, the shape of life slowly emerges from its hybernation in the man's mind.

Smiles and giggles single the senses, the smell of rubber and glue mix ad engulf the eyes upon his life, his wife. With hair of fire and eyes of jade, with skin of rubber and latex, she is what is creation, the essence of life, the connection between flesh and metal. Welding the joints into place, seeing all and making all, jolting life into the almost useless heart into action. Does it pump blood? The blood of the internal inventor, the idea is her blood, feeding off it like hungry wolves. Pump, seal life in his hands. Watch over him from up above. The skin is tightly spread over the metal structure, sealing in life. Some where above, something falls, pulling itself into this creation, swirling towards the earth with speed not known by the living. Light holds the earth with its hands, caressing its head with its finger tips. Bulleting twards life, speeding down the high way into existence.

Done, it is here it is there standing in all its glory the man wipes his brow his his sleeve marveling at his new life his new wife, tears enter the mans face and a tingle when the creation is hit with its owner, his fingers ache as she slowly slinks to the ground. Nothing. Fire fills his heart, he whimpers as he collapses onto the floor, his arm shakes his heart races his mind draws nothing but darkness, his face the pale blue f spring time and his eyes popping like party favors. The eyes blink. Again , now with feeling, it is bitter cold and dreadfully quiet. Jades now glow with life, the heavens have sent its gift, she slinks to her creator and fondles his hair. He is cold. She covers him with herself and there they lay together for all eternity, the man and his creation.