they were the strangest
soaring
buzzing
alien.
i knew they were not me
i knew they interested me more
than anything i had seen up to that point.
but there was the familiar things
they moved
had heads
strange eyes
legs, though those were on all backwards
and made of sticks
but
the life inside of them
i recognized
and even then i knew
that somehow
it was not the way
tearing off limbs
for spitting tobacco.