#sputnik2

In 1957, a Soviet street dog named Laika launched into space aboard Sputnik-2 and became the first animal to orbit the Earth.

i peeled my face from the cold, wet, glass i must’ve fallen asleep looking outside again like a kid watching sports through the windowfront of a store

that little blue marble mounds of green and brown i can obscure it with the warm white splotches of my breath fogging up the glass

i wonder what it’s like down there right now i imagine a deer trotting down a forest trail and an opossum hiding in a bush, its babies clung into it like fruits ripe for the picking maybe someone falling in love for the first time or a family photo being taken at this exact moment, cementing a core memory for everyone there i’m sure it’s nice

i’m so far away from the movement and noise of every day life but even up here, i think about quite often

because now that im at face with the largest thing that we can comfortably comprehend it’s comforting to remember the small stuff that i tend to forget

wait

subtle drips from the raindrops echo through my bedroom a rhythm that leaves you wanting more and hits at the exact moment you want it

like the tears at the end of a large fight the drizzles feel exhausted remnants, reminders of just minutes ago a storm is a person a person is a cloud

thundering, roaring, massive catharsis now the world teaches us about replenishment

a white streak shooting across a blanket of black a glint in your eye and a breeze underneath your coat

lay your head back down sprint and don't look back

i sputter along roofs made of metal shingling witness me showcase perception and reorient your position you'll see my light hit your retinas eons after i've already left