He puts on his tin foil hat and straightens the antennas <br />As he believes it helps him better connect to these alien life forms <br />Which for the last few months have been inhabiting his attic <br />He heard them arrive one morning about four a.m. and found it strange <br />They had no need for using any of his many doors or windows... <br />He has seen them at night when they thought his eyes were shut tight <br />But he tricked them by capturing a convincing albeit brief peek <br />Of what he has come to know and believe are little blue men from Venus <br />Though he can't be truly sure as he has never yet seen <br />Any evidence to support the existence of either a vagina or a penis <br />His neighbors think him mad...what with his purple Nike waffles <br />And his blanket his mommy used to wrap him in as a child <br />However, he pays them no mind as he intends to leave this world behind <br />When the Mother Ship arrives to retrieve him and the little blue men <br /> <br />2007 © T Sheridan<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anyone-who-doubts-the-existence-of-alien-life-on-this-planet-is-in-denial-of-the-powers-of-alcoa/
