You tell me you love me but Im not sure you know what love is or how fast it flies or how much it resembles a UFO or what kind of weapon youd use to shoot it down.

I had a dream about you I had come home late at night and you were on the couch with your arms raised as if you were reaching for the sky when I asked what you were doing you replied Getting better reception on the TV I am now convinced you are an alien.

By now you must have guessed I come from another planet. But I will never say to you Take me to your leaders. Even I - unused to your ways though I am - would never make that mistake. We ourselves have such beings among us made of cogs pieces of paper small disks of shiny metal scraps of coloured cloth. I do not need to encounter more of them.Instead I will say Take me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts your sunsets your bad dreams your shoes your nouns. Take me to your fingers take me to your deaths.These are worth it. These are what I have come for.