Homunculus, uncanny

“…a miracle for a miracle, if his child be spared.” ~ Elizabeth King, Clockwork Prayer

Homunculus, uncanny
automaton— miniature

welded from metal and wood,
glass eyes, gears and rosary

beads. Here’s a dusty but well-
preserved machine whose prayers

have outlasted its original
supplicant. How many years

have hidden pulleys opened
the mouth and lifted the hand

that beats the breast, the one
that lifts the crucifix to its

lips? What wood or flesh
would not bear trace of oil,

much less a kiss? The cassock
thins; the walk slows to a stumble

and still we wait for some
sign the god is listening.

 

In response to Via Negativa: Auspex.

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