god

let him rot

into being

something

unlike we've ever seen before

like lazarus into living

let him come forth

a woman unmarried

an apple unpolished from the tree

that was grown without a sound

and let also the trees be made

to have a larynx, let us at least modify

a few trees genetically with lungs

and let us hear them speak

 

we fear to create a monster

that only knows suffering

a tree that has no idea

how to use its lungs

a man in space that doesn't end

a space that doesn't echo