Breathing By Committee

Inspiration means
“To breathe into”

Like a lifeguard on a storm-wracked beach
Or the Ruarch Ha-Kodesh entering Adam
In the second hour of creation
When the newly minted man was alive but unbreathing
And without a soul

To inspire is to exhale
Lip to lip with another
To force life upon the unliving

Inspiration is human work
They who have such life bursting within them
The echo and the consequence of That which
Gazed upon the darkness and said;
“This will not do, let there be light.”

The golem, like the man
Is formed from clay
And walks upright
Tills the soil
Lies with the daughters of men
And yet does not breathe

Our shadows, it is said
If they fall upon roses
Will become tangled in the brambles
And keep us rooted to the spot

We avoid mirrors, simply on principle
And cats, it is said, can see our true nature
But, being cats,  just don’t care

We do not inspire

A golem can always be reliably detected
By observing the rise and fall of chests in a room
He breathes by watching the humans and calculating their breaths
Counting and always making sure that he seems to be average
We seek the median, we walk the line of the unexceptional

We do not inspire

About MishaBurnett

I am the author of "Catskinner's Book", a science fiction novel available on Amazon Kindle.
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1 Response to Breathing By Committee

  1. kvennarad says:

    Good stuff.

    Marie Marshall

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