Alienation
Alienation
This morning I thought
I saw
An alien in my garden
A strange high sound
Came squeezing through
The bushes as from down under
A distant thunder
Seemed, I got it wrong
A hedgehog hurried home
Leaving an alliteration of itself in the gras
Up above the upcoming sun
Orange clouds were chasing the night
The morning came
It blew it all up again
© hans h.
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