Aiden drinks milk with a fork
Says it “tastes more three‑dimensional”
Carries a cactus in a baby sling
Whispers
“he’s finally learning French”
He alphabetizes his socks
Keeps them filed under “maybe”
Has a framed photo of a stranger’s car
Calls it “my first real teacher”
Aiden is probably from space
Got that sideways kind of grace
Eats his cereal in the shower
Laughs at doors and names them all “Dave”
Aiden is glitching my day
Turns my group chat into flames
Yeah he’s weird
Yeah he’s wired
Yeah he’s great
Aiden is probably from space
He brought soup to a job interview
Didn’t know the place was online
Said “I came to nourish the vibe”
Hired him just to feel alive
He sends postcards to his own house
“Wish you were here
Sincerely you”
Throws a birthday for his favorite chair
Sings it “you’ve always seen me through”
Aiden is probably from space
Got that sideways kind of grace
Wears two watches
Still shows up late
Claims he’s “running on volcano time”
Aiden is glitching my day
Turns my group chat into flames
Yeah he’s strange
Yeah he’s rare
Yeah he’s great
Aiden is probably from space
He says
“time is just a loud rectangle”
Says
“normal’s just a boring angle”
Paints his toast in primary colors
Calls it “breakfast for undercover lovers”
Aiden is probably from space
Got that sideways kind of grace
Hums a lullaby to his phone at night
Just to treat the signal right
Aiden is glitching my day
Hope he never
Ever changes
If the mothership comes
I’ll wave
“Take me too
I want that space-brain wave”
