Patti Masterman

Witness - Poem by Patti Masterman

Everything in this peculiar world
Has a tendency to become
More and more humanlike.
Soon store dummies will be
Needing yearly check-ups,
And wig head stands
Will be requiring chiropractic.
I always had a deep distrust
Of things that looked human,
And pretended to be inanimate anyway.
Why did they have to look so alive,
If they had no warm flesh or coursing blood-
Living beings have blood that sings
To other living beings and it remembers
The consciousness it nourishes.
The flowing blood is a fingerprint;
A time stamp of being
That permits no perjury.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 8, 2010

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