You May Already Have Lost

You may already have lost

Aliens
trying to communicate
rearrange
magnetic letters
on the fridge

stymied: no punctuation

in desperation,
a riff on
the old crop-circle technique
of their reckless youth

alas, defeated by a coarse medium
and running out of shrubs

"Honey,
what does
‘Lake u5 toy our lead’
mean?"

Finally!
Mind control
one of the humans
has become their unwilling
servant
he will do anything they ask
anything in his power
to hasten their conquest
of the Earth!

"Darling,
you've thrown your cereal
on the floor again—
Mommy is not pleased!
What's got into you?"