Alien PerspectiveA Poem by MilesThe subjects are gathering Clothed in black cloth and linen Crying over this grey stone Speaking deliriously One thinks there is a being in the fallen stone Who's spirit had risen And floated to a different dimension One thinks it broke through the bottom And got sucked into a fiery lake For the rest of eternity One is just standing there Saying, "He's not dead." As if stones have genders and life cycles We made a mistake coming here These ones think they know everything Or that they can predict the future Or detect heat signatures Let's go grab a dolphin Atleast they play laser tag
© 2011 Miles |
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Added on August 23, 2011 Last Updated on August 23, 2011 |

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