Thursday, November 18, 2010

First Contact

I swear, they're just like us. Of course, I know
They like more oxygen than we prefer,
And their home sun's radiative glow
Is somewhat different, but I'm very sure,
Despite the altered chemistry and sight,
Their lack of hearing and telepathy,
The way they seem to almost, but not quite
Be more experienced at this than we,
The differences in the paths we took
To reach this place, the reasons that we came,
And (of course) the damn strange way they look
Beneath it all, we two must be the same.
Why am I certain they're just normal folks?
We spent our downtime telling dirty jokes.

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