Flying Saucer

On the Sabbath, climb over the high, high school fence to land in the outdoor cafeteria for recess. Walking about inside the institution there is a cessation of fear. Show up because we’re supposed to be here. Reveal the hidden facts. Look closer and not farther than you can see. The terrifying truth is the Lord watches over the alien.

Attention earth people during the invasion serve the people. Something to eat. Something to drink. Unfold the blanket of love. Low-cost prevention. Escalating tension in detention does not honor the ascension of the Savior. The streaking light has crossed all borders.

The overflowing cup spills out across the manual pad like a flying saucer. Balancing hands center the tie-dye rebellion in each swell frame rate. There is praise in the ventilation. Chipped teeth of the ledge seating eats wax like a soap bar. The lip’s edge is dirty by the skateboarding sabotage.