Oh, To Be A Sari Clad Satellite
Would I distinguish the myriad messages coming through?
Would I know who was sending, and like an old time switchboard operator, know how to plug in the appropriate connections?
Would I indulge the temptation to listen in, reaping vicariously the joys, thoughts and despair of both the signals transmitted and received?
Would I, out of devotion to my beloved, always orbit closely or would I spin off regularly to allow chaos to remix the signals?
And would I be self maintaining as I've always been or would on occasion some Earth centered entity send out a little support?
And YES, that I might still catch the drift from my favorite messengers, and, as I have on occasion, be compelled to drop the Sari that I might dance unencumbered in the cool night sky.
(she's left wanting the XM signal...)
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