What?A Poem by Nefertiti Virtudes AhmesI don’t know alien abduction?
Distractions are relevant.
Beady eyes bounce from house to house. Person to person. “Who is that?” Palms sweaty. Nothing made sense. He was nothing. A nobody. A little blimp in time and space. A speck of dust in the universe. Lights dim. “What are they doing?” Nothing made sense. He was useless. He wasn’t handy. He wasn’t smart. Not even enlightened. Heart pumps. “Why am I here?” Nothing made sense. He wasn’t worth this attention. He wasn’t worth this attraction. He doesn’t have anything unusual. He was beyond normal. Simple. Like a stick figure sketch. Pits damp. “Why are they doing this?” Nothing made sense. He could see what they were doing. But he couldn’t feel fear. He could smell a roast. Only there wasn’t anything in the oven. -If there was an oven. He could hear them snipping. Feel them even. The sound surreal. Blink. Brown eyes met black ones. “I don’t understand!” Nothing made sense. He could see them. Almost hear them. But he couldn’t understand them. It’s funny how the mind separates from the body. Mind - Empty. “What is this?!” Nothing made sense. He quizzically gazed in the mirror. He was missing. His body was gone. His mind was fading. He was nothing but eyes. The thought oddly comforting. Maybe he wasn’t the smartest. Or even a presence in the room. And now he won’t be. Aliens...ha, am I Right? © 2020 Nefertiti Virtudes AhmesFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorNefertiti Virtudes AhmesAboutMy writers name is a story in itself...Nefertiti is Egyptian for a beautiful women, Virtudes is Jamaican for blessed spirit and Ahmes is Egyptian for child of the moon. more..Writing
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