
They arrived in ships, and calmly watched
black opal eyes, faces unreadable
with those lipless mouths
mottled flesh of rainbow hues
Choose how you will die
Suspicions first rippled our ranks
but They said They’d grant the wish
of our already foretold destinies
It made no sense, the lack of demands
no slaves, mined resources, no probing
or mass extinction, no abductions
universal gifts of tongues or transportation
Just this—the means of our demise
They knew time and place of each person’s last days
no amount of running or bargaining
could persuade Them to change it
Always a few of Them attended the fated’s end date
pulsing colors in gentle patterns
We took up the spirit of the game
this odd invasion to live our lives
it didn’t matter, so we thought
it wouldn’t be now
only the ordained hour of our passing
coordinated by extra-terrestrial voyeurs
Those who first accepted
shrugged and asked for painless death
and loved ones to see them on
to never die alone
As time’s pendulum ticked on
people began to test imagination’s boundaries—
trampled by elephants
bungy jumping over ravenous sharks
skydiving naked into cake
but always with the same caveat
let us die painless, passed out, asleep, at peace…
They always complied
onyx eyes emotionless
head flaps imperceptibly vibrating
yet Their fluorescing skin told us something
Some people took it as a challenge
swallowing diamonds
elaborate banquets of neon treefrogs
hearing the word of God
viewing paradise on earth
Every person received their orchestrated event
deaths becoming so intricate
that enacted laws forbade endangering
humans, structures, environment
or at-risk species
Each passing became the next great spectacle
a way to mark one’s exit
as if lives had been for naught
Grammy winners
nearly extinct royalty
and famous recluses
were roped into exit performances
Were they eight or eighty-five
there were those who requested
gold-spun spires
filigreed glass crypts
scaffolds of lace
boats woven of hair
all for a remembered death
and no inheritance left for the relatives
They fluoresced ever more brightly
so that the extinguations were seen from space
sparks no matter how unique
all being snuffed at their end
After two–plus centuries
They left as suddenly as They arrived
It took a while to realize
our exits might go unremarked
A generational shift took place
after the last death-escapade had passed
We returned to living each day toward life
enjoying time with cherished family
strolling through nature’s verdant canvas
We no longer dwell on contemplations
of where They have gone
or on how some day we all must leave