This little guy is made entirely out of pieces of diagrams from some old manuals I found a few days ago.
by Mo Martin
How can it love you with only one eye? It takes all of you in with its unblinking, glowing gaze. How can it love with only wires, and no heart? It pulses the love through out it. How can it love, when it has shotguns for arms? It hugs you while the barrels are still warm.