Alien

Alien • Lily Gebs

I am lying on the bed with my eyes open like an alien creature

Finding some pose that seems to reasonably copy human sleep

My head is turned away from him

And towards the light alien green wall

"Do you want pills?"

He asks. "They will knock you down."

"No," I say, "I'm okay," each word a machine-like beep

Earthlings are strange

They are made of

A car covered in hentai stickers that lived down the street, unashamed

A fruity air freshener that hugged you when you walked through the door

Burnt kale chips

And disappointing humanity's God

I don't know whether to pity them or envy them