As I lay face-up upon my bed, strange thoughts roared inside my head.
The ceiling light’s cover seemed like a pearl, causing my synapses to swiftly swirl.
Was I really in a house, pray tell? Or was I encased in a huge oyster shell?
Was I a man such as you might greet, or was I a great big hunk of oyster meat?
I laughed a bit at my thought; if it persisted I may become overwrought.
I had on clothes, the room was square. I was NOT oyster meat. My head had hair!
Just as my racing mind was slowing, the room shook as if from a great wind blowing.
The ceiling exploded. Down came two walls. I found myself staring at two huge jaws.
The “pearl” had fallen on the bed. I was shocked beyond belief and filled with dread.
Above the gaping jaws I spied two huge eyes; we looked at each other, each filled with surprise.
Drops, baseball-sized, dripped from jagged teeth. They soaked me both on top and underneath.
The odor emanating from that face...... made me wish that from it I could race.
I shivered now as if nearly frozen. Why for me had this fate been chosen?
I was not sure if I were dreaming, but that it was real, it sure was seeming.
I’d heard of beings from Outer Space which kidnap Earthlings, leaving no trace.
As I watched the visage of this beast, I was sure I’d become its “Alien's oyster-feast”.
(December 31,2013)
Bri Edwards
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