The Aliens

Watching the aliens
ignore us from

their places on high
leaves us shaking a collective fist:

it’s not right!
We’re the compendium

of every bad impulse and shaky plan
every human ever had;

how do they not care enough
to even notice us?  Even their

hate or disdain
would at least be something.

Let’s work harder. Let’s
go up in a conflagration

they’ll see from Sirius
or beyond.  Let’s get something

going, let’s hate our way
to the stars. We’ll be damned

if we do or don’t get seen
either way, so let’s go big

and burn home.


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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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