I hear them
at least I hear the noises of hoofs their horses
they’re coming in battalion in cavalry in millions
they’re illegal, aliens.
They get us
they take us.
they unclothe us they wash us they make us
They cloth us
they replace us.
pretty soon
they’re aliens.
By Damon
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