Little Green Men
My soldiers are plastic
but they can be wounded
dog teeth maim them, eat them,
only after hours of gastric warfare
can they be rescued.
Today they charge to take a beach.
daring death at every turn.
Tidal waves rush in,
most can only swim in bath tubs.
It’s a military disaster.
The dog dives into the sea
snaps at the waves.
I can only hope
there are survivors
even if they’re inside
the dog again.
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