Saturday, 30 July 2016

Alienated

Please,
oh please,
come invade us
Fly from the sky with pink lasers
Kidnap and force us,
onto ships
shaped like saucers
Test
and push probes,
into our frontal lobes
Put our brains
alive,in jars
just take us away to your place in the stars
A frontal lobotomy
is a fair exchange for a robot body
Just think,
we could serve you drinks,
among stars
shining bright on interstellar flights
Illuminated fingers poke
to test,
ginger haired farmers
from the American mid-west


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