Aliens

I had a weird conversation the other day

she told me her husband believes

no, really believes,

that aliens live among us

and in the spirit of live and let live

and everyone is allowed to believe what they want

I said, “He does?”

in a calm monotone

and she asked me what I believed

Nothing, I said

Nothing? Not even God?

And I could feel her wanting to help me

trying to bring me over to her side

pitying me for being so empty

But why would I fill up with the empty calories

of sweet belief systems

that do not stick to me

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