An alien is spending the night with me.
It wants us to sleep in the same bed.
How can I say no to this guest,
hospitality being a rule of the house.
I wring my hands in consternation.
Why did I ever sign on for this?
Too late to change my mind.
This alien is here for all of the nights
of the rest of my life. Nothing to do
but soldier on, remembering the pain
before it moved in with me.
Wow what an app description of a new hip.
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Judy-
I love this! The alien image is so perfect, so vivid! Makes me remember the titanium, sterling and plastic knees that have become a part of my own flesh and blood….creepy if one dwells on it. Would thinking of ourselves as powerful Bionic Women help?. Susan
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