“Idol”

He loved clay so much that he
fashioned a statue out of it. He
formed eyes, nose, mouth, and
ears out of a previously featureless
face. He sculpted arms and legs
out of what used to be a shapeless
trunk. He coated the stone with silver
and crowned it with gold. Then
he stood before it, stunned and in awe.
He gazed at it and adored it, then he lay
prostrate at its feet and worshiped it.
Then, he himself became a rock:
He couldn’t see, he couldn’t smell,
he couldn’t hear, he couldn’t feel,
and although he was petrified out
of his wits, he couldn’t even scream.

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