In those
days we drove at night
It was the
easiest way
Made the
trip feel shorter
At least
for some of us
Dad would
come home from work
Throw some
stuff in the car
Then
disappear into the bedroom
While we
played ourselves to sleep
Somewhere
in the middle of the night
We did an
assisted sleep walk
From our
beds to our assigned seats
Packed into
a Pinto station wagon
With a
variety of pillows and blankets
Allowing
each of us to sleep
In
a nearly upright position
It was
exciting
Like
we were sneaking out
Escaping under
the cover of darkness
I would settle
into my spot
Nod in and
out as we freed ourselves
From the
familiar streets of town
Leaving
the city lights behind
Once the
headlights were alone
With the
dark of the highway closing in
I would
slowly awake
Just one
eye, and then the other
Watch my
mom as she gazed ahead
Or made
conversation with dad
And
then messed with the AM radio
Looking
for a station they could stand
I would
then take up my favorite spot
Kneeling
forward between the front seats
Selfishly
enjoying our time together
While my
younger siblings slept on behind us
One night
the radio picked up a call-in show
With a
wide open format
Any crazy
idea was fine
Just as
long as someone called in
Filled the
airwaves with something fantastic
The woman’s
voice we heard was sincere
She spoke
of the coming alien invasion
Even warned
us where to look
You know when you see a
big cloud
With
a very dark bottom
Just
sort of hanging out by itself?
Those are Venusian Star
Ships
They’re here planning out an
invasion!
As the sun
began to rise to our left
A large
solitary cloud came into view
We warily
watched its ominous hovering
Now
understanding its true nature
The
lonesome Venusian sentinel
Sent back
a stream of reconnaissance
Reported a
single brown vehicle below
Five human occupants: living
147 insect passengers:
deceased
Heading in
a south by southwest direction
Average
speed of 65 miles per hour
No threat detected
Abduction not requested at
present
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