THE ALIENS 3

Third (I know! I am also surprised!) in a series of poems that are all titled/begin with 'THE ALIENS.'

THE ALIENS

were taller than us, more beautiful

and wittier too.

When they appeared they gracefully refused any special treatment

declined the awards, the parades

Mostly, they went to different cafés

saw better movies

drove impeccable cars

They listened to our stories, always politely, almost smiling

but afterwards they just sipped from their water glasses

with their long

slender fingers

and gazed ever so slightly out the window.

One day the disappeared, just gone, like dust

someone said they all went to the backs of convenience stores and were lifted away

some said they all left on foot, walked up right through the hazy atmosphere

we didn't miss them.