Sputnik
An old man walks out of his apartment and sits on the front door stoop
he watches a star move slowly across the sky
and Sputnik blinks back like a one eyed man
traveling East to West
and the silos in Kansas pace nervously
back and forth as a little boy oils his trike
then rides over the families bomb shelter
in circles,
like Sputnik.
And the old Mayans look into the sky
and read the old prophecies
scratching their heads,
as Atlas shrugs his shoulders swatting at a fly,
and the world trembles.
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