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I am a satellite for human endeavor

It rises, like mercury and orbits, like never enough.

And it’s rough, being here whilst everything spins.

I begin; where they believe it ends and I give everything it lends, just to satisfy you.

It’s odd; being such an impulse, far too truthful, far too false and somewhere in between, you surface.

We’re rocky, with a body for slim chances, whilst your beat thumps hard again for those dances and you probably don’t understand me, anyway.

Do you?

I sway.

You tilt.

This is my universe built and you haven’t asked me a question since before that day.

But you know, how to do that thing.

Still, you are innermost and I am almost choked by the things I say, when I shouldn’t.

The things I know you wouldn’t.

I am a satellite for human endeavor.

© ryan

I am a satellite for human endeavor

PJ Ryan

Melbourne, Australia

Artist's Description

I sway.
You tilt.

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