One spacecraft landed on the sea
where dolphins gathered. We saw it on TV.
Some even swam aboard before it left.
Another, at the appointed hour,
arrived at the UN.
It was incredible.
They tossed beach balls.
We smiled and tossed them back.
They smiled and took off.
What a lovely day
for painting a face on a potato,
leaving it by your neighbour’s door,
ringing the bell,
hiding when they answer
“We have been observing your Earth.”
So many sightings
that are unexplained,
so much footage
too strange, too vivid to be dismissed,
that I’m troubled by a thought:
Is this our planet
“Some surfaces are smooth and some are not.
Any fool knows that.
What else would they be?
I don’t see why you think it’s strange.”
“I saw something strange.
It was blurry and seemed to hover in the sky.
Then it disappeared at enormous speed.
I think we ants are not alone.”
“But where’s the evidence?”
on a planet far away
in one millennium
will gather what we say
and from the crazy data
some beings will surmise
that they are not alone
and moving would be wise.
It is inconceivable to us that aliens would simply find us, well, alien. That would take humility and imagination and human beings are deficient in both. We assume our space brothers are expecting us to turn up at their party, waiting for us with open arms (or tentacles). But what if these space brothers have breath like dog muck, vomit on their Continue reading “You are an Alien”