First Steps of An Automaton The rigid automaton, enticed by music, breathes: Gears whirring, metal organs pumping oil.  Its little body an organism of man-made intricacies. It creaks and jolts, motes of life suspended indefinitely.  Gears whirring, metal organs pumping oil.  Machines dream of bigger boxes.  It creaks & jolts, motes of life suspended indefinitely. … Continue reading Poetry by Ze Manaois