[the surviving alien remembers
nourishment]
how it would sit in the mouth
absorbed through membranes
held against digestive membrane
the slow pleasure of it
seeping across digestive membrane
one substance used again and again
so many to nourish such
satisfaction seeping inward
shared among such multiple beings
all aspects of each other
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I've been working on poems centered on whatever did or didn't happen
in/near Roswell NM in June/July 1947. This poem is from the (if any) surviving alien (if any).
