sewing machine needle

yes, she told the
newspaper reporter,
there was this flash
of light and
the space creature
stood there
in the middle of
my bedroom.
he had a large
glowing
purple eye
in the corner of
his
forehead
and he had
skin
like an
alligator.
he had a tiny
mouth
with a red
moustache
and he
picked me
up
and we
floated
out the
window
to this
space machine
and
he locked
the door
and I felt
us
rising into
space.
then he
ripped my
clothes
off
and raped
me.
he had a
tiny
penis
but it was
red
hot
and it
moved with
great
rapidity
like a
sewing machine
needle.
then he was
finished
and
the next thing
I knew
I felt us
descending from
space.
then he opened
the door
to the space
machine
and
he picked me
up
and we floated
back through
the
window
and he dropped
me
back
on my
bed
and then he
left.

you expect me
to believe
this?
asked the
reporter.

well, let me
tell you, said
the lady,
the very same
thing
happened to
my
sister.

is that
right?

yes, you
can
phone her
if you
wish.
I can
give you
her
number

thank you.
but can I
ask you
something
else?

of course.

aren’t you
worried?
maybe he’ll
come
back.
do you
think
he’ll
come
back?

who the
hell
knows?
answered
the lady.
he really
seemed to
enjoy
it.