A devilish grin placed on her metallic mouth.
Glossy eyes – that of a doll – gaze into space.
Joints and muscles clunk like rusty gears.
The mechanic winds the features into place.
Wires spark and thread between the bones.
A spanner twists, a screwdriver assists.
Until all metal components are indistinguishable.
From foot and ankle to hand and fist.
Locked away like a solitary oyster
The mechanic creates the prototype at the fore of his mind.
His calloused hands are those of a long-worn servant,
Serving the advance of mankind.
The horizon stretches into infinity.
Days and nights pass in a daze of body part upon part.
Each inching a little closer to the completion.
Sweat and blood for a humanoid heart.
She arises like the dawning day that will never arrive.
The final touches are placed upon her form.
Mankind pauses for a brief moment.
He has created this being against the norm.
A humanoid yet somewhat lacking.
Where is the human nature we know so well?
Where is her feeling? Curiosity for answers?
It is irreplaceable – time will tell.