Speak Slowly I'M An Alien Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Speak Slowly I'M An Alien



yes? you're looking for a street?
oh - the street it's just where you are
sorry I'm not following-
you're looking for another street
well it's easy it's the one you're not in
I can't get it- you're not looking for a street at all
then I don't know how to help you
Hmmm- let me see- you want to know the time
sorry I can't tell you you might deal the info
we'd be in trouble then
Radovan knows it best
No- you're not asking about the time
you're asking about 'drawings in the air'
what is it you're miming
I feel so helpless I'd love to help
but I've got to be going somewhere just like you
it was very nice to meet the pleasure was all mine
never mind I'm sure you'll find your way out
really really sorry I don't have these
how do you call them if you call them at all
capacities

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