BEMs

 

BEMs

by

Kenny A. Chaffin

All Rights Reserved © 2023 Kenny A. Chaffin

 

 

They call them BEMs, bug-eyed monsters because eyes are the windows to the soul and they are the most religious reverent beings in the galaxy. Doing Gods work as they see it and is flaunted by human blasphemy they cannot and will not tolerate. We see ourselves reflected in their black iridescent orbs, their gelatinous skins and feel the shame for what we have done to the Earth in the name of progress, mastery, pride, and profit. We are frozen by the depth of those eyes and know this is best. For the Earth, we the infection will be removed.

Kenny A. Chaffin = 6/17/2023

What Might Have Been (draft)

 (draft - in process - comments/input welcomed)

 

What Might Have Been

by

Kenny A. Chaffin

All Rights Reserved © 2017 Kenny A. Chaffin

 

 

            The visitors appear in the corner of his room at 5 P.M. every day along with his dinner. He watches skeptically, listening to them, arching his eyebrows at their claims, sneering regularly at the offered gifts but at times nodding, consenting, accepting.  The visitors are at least caring, concerned. Not like those who at times take their place. The loud, pushy ones trying to force their so-called gifts on him. Gifts he doesn’t want, need or care for. The loud pushy ones bring bile to his throat, knots to his stomach. His smile returns when the loud ones depart and his visitors return. He dabs the corner of his mouth with a paper towel and remembers. Remembers the waves of Calvary washing upon the shores of his youth. Remembers drinking those waters, the gifts they offered yet none fulfilled. He becomes still, sits, thinks. The oatmeal-raisin were always his favorites.

 

           

 

Kenny A. Chaffin – 5/18/2017

Revised 6/15/2023