Tiangong-1 Satellite
Two thousand, two hundred, seventy-one
satellites circle the earth each day.
That’s fine, I guess, until they are
done
and find our planet is in its way.
It’s fine for a very tiny orb,
they tend to burn up in the sky.
But, if the ether does not absorb,
pray God it does not land nearby.
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