How to Behave Upon the News that a Satellite Might, Possibly, Hit the Earth Friday
Satellite barreling towards earth
Tunneling through black space and blue sky
What are the chances you’ll destroy my life?
1/3200 apparently,
Yet we’ll have Teddy Bear tea parties and clean the kitchen,
Oblivious to the strange pull of your trajectory
Statistics marching before my eyes like armies of plastic soldiers
Menacing, yet miniscule,
Reckoning with numbers a tormenting game
To keep danger at bay
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