bone breeds a baby

30Aug09

The bone i found  is from the lower half of her body.  It’s covered in dust.  I wash it clean.  I add it to a large bowl of other bones. Some from her body, some from other bodies.  Some bones are teeth.  Some bones and fake bones, stolen bones from the hips of museum dinosaurs, some are from the jaws of mermaids and large fish.  I arrange the bones together.  Fusing fish with fawn, dinosaur with deer, human with hyena.   I smear my sweat on the monster.  I wait for it to produce heat.  I listen for the cracking sound of new bone growing.  I hide and reemerge.  I find it healthy and fat, dripping and organic, I find it alive and large, animal and plastic.  My science awake and conscious with its own beating heart.  Bone breeds a baby.

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