poem30 Jul 2012 06:02 pm
I’m from Oz, by Abigale Louise LeCavalier
Sad really,
watching the way
this world works,
when I’m from another planet
altogether.
These “humansâ€
don’t have the humanity
I carry
in the locket
around
my neck.
Heartbreaking,
mad-hatting
broken fingered
degenerate dope-fiending
bottom feeders.
The lot of them.
All my alien friends think so;
“dirtyâ€
is the word used most often,
not always meaning dirt.
Still,
the nachos here are good,
and the oceans are a lovely
shade of green,
or is it blue?
It would just be nicer
without all these “peopleâ€
around.
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