Saturday, August 22, 2020

Just Another Friday Night Poem About Aliens (Poem by Craig James Ackerman)

 Do aliens get broken hearts?

Do they wallow?

Walking through the halls

of the flying saucers with

their heads hung low.

Counting the tiles and

wondering where she was.

Do they yearn?

Write long winded love letters

and put them in empty beer bottles

that they throw into

collapsing black holes

Stare out the windows 

of the spaceship

forlornly at the stars.

Counting their tear drops in light years and

remembering when they were young 

and the sun was still

a beacon of hope.