Mars Delight .. Venus Delicacy Part XVIII

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we stuffed the twenty three bricks of cannabis sativa

under our shirts .. six each .. Szzay packed five

right before we kick started our hogs

a strange, bright glare caught our attention

the eerie glowing ufo had returned out of nowhere

it was humming silently .. the desert floor trembled

as it hovered behind mountain boulders

they'd come after us .. Fiarria blew shotguns to us

from the last joint we were smoking

we downed the last of our beers .. kick started our hogs

three aliens quickly exited the hovering ufo

and began running fast as they could towards us

they had five arms each .. three wicked eyes

four green .. glowing, frightening heads

fifteen alien arms snatching crazily at us

Harley Bill and I pulled out our nine millimeters

and began firing wildly at the charging aliens

Szzay screamed for us to get the hell out of there

Fiarria was speechless .. tears rolled down her face

throttles were hit fast .. sand flew everywhere

we couldn't slow the aliens down

clips were emptied .. our bullets went through them

weird .. glowing green slime oozed from their wounds

we kicked them .. got glowing green sludge on our boots

giving our hogs gas .. we raced to get away from them

two aliens ran directly in front of us

our hogs almost turned over as we ran over them

steel toe boots kicking desert ground .. hard and fast

we were fortunately able to escape with a sigh of relief

finally we reached the scorching, blacktop highway

Szzay dug her metal fingernails deep into my flesh

I felt tiny trails of my blood blowing in the wind

Fiarria's lone sandal dangled from her foot

I looked back to see where the third alien was

it was on it's knees in hot desert sand

holding tightly to Fiarria's other sandal

we peeled out .. burnt rubber .. speeding towards Tucson

there's a secluded, underground cave near *A Mountain*

where our cannabis sativa can be hidden for a while

then we'll head to the Flying J Travel Plaza/Truckstop

I turned the radio's volume up .. high as it would go

Greg Allman was singing .. *I'm No Angel*

Copyright @ May 2011

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