I hear the noises

 

I hear them
At least, 

I hear the noises
I hear the noises of hoofs
Of hoofs their horses

They’re coming
in battalion, in cavalry in millions, 

they’re illegal, aliens.

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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.

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Damon