062919

After the shuttle lands

He shakes the dust of worlds

out of his hair

slides onto the stool next to me

orders me a drink

uses lines I've heard

a thousand times

hands all over me

and the eyes

at least this one seems human

050519c

but

who

ordered

shrimp cocktail

Crab Nebula bar

the waitstaff curl their antennae

goodbye to progeny or beloved family pets

011519b

that new kid
forgot that the Rigellian
cocktails are unstable at low temperatures
they get stored in the warming oven
not the fridge
tho that distinction is lost on him now
or would be
if we could find him

or the bar

111718d

damp swordswoman
in the lakefront bar
looking for one good king

060117c

"This cocktail," it said, "isn't for humans. It'll make you feel mighty good. Until it kills you."

I rubbed my chin. "Send one to that table over there, with my compliments."