Wednesday, August 3, 2016
080316
We call them worms
No teeth, of course
No creatures slimy hereabouts
But still, peristaltic crawlers
Eyeless, noseless, nearly mouthless
Divide them; they reproduce
Their bodies form letters
"Welcome to our world"
We called them worms.
Labels:
aliens,
first contact,
poem,
science fiction,
sf,
sff,
speculative,
worms
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