I Think Our Eyes Are Aliens

I think our eyes are aliens

Our ears the souls of snails

The nose a mermaid’s mouth

Our tongues the whiskers of whales

Us which came and combined together

Willed ourselves to become one

To think, to feel, to perceive

For promised aware enlightenment

Of which it turned out there was none

The promise was a temptation

A ruse, which came to deceive

Now our minds burdened heavy with consciousness

And a past choice for which

Our combined evolved hearts do grieve

Gene G. McLaughlin 2015