Rodney Sanches
Horses
Made of Metal, Bejewelled Polymers, Ambled by
The age of speed and its requisite velocity, wheels and acceleration eroded, ever so slightly, by reinterpretations of past prosaic conditions. The inabilities behind us, now infused with a philosophy of an individual unit of power was in constant revision and reinterpretation. Where before beasts were made to work, now new, without the original flaws and flatulence or the body smearing failures of the age of speed.
Thus a horse, low on personality tapped by, on a sunny day, powered by light, leaving droplets of distilled water behind it.
They are everywhere now.