Made it to Mars
Made it to Mars
I stared at a creature
He stared right through me
Opened my mouth
He opened his wide
No teeth or tongue to hide
Took off my shirt
He removed his
Nothing there, not even one rib
Extended my hand
He stretched his out too
Menacing claws, both tattooed
Tried to head for my spacecraft
My feet stuck to the ground
Stared at a hill ~ future burial mound
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