Spacemen

Spacemen come knocking at my door
Telepathically speaking mysteries
Showing me things I can't describe
Maybe one day I'll be able to look up at the stars.

Silently living a mundane life
Never making a scene
Careful not to talk too much
Afraid to voice my opinion
For fear of the Spacemen.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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