Sputnik Sweetheart

"...tomorrow I'll be a different person, never again the person I was. Not that anyone will notice...On the outside nothing will be different. But something inside me is gone. Blood has been shed, and something makes its exit. thee doore open; the door shuts. the light goes out. This is the last day for the person I am right now. the very last twilight. When dawn comes, the person I am wont be here anymore. Someone else will occupy his body.

"...I closed my eyes and listened carefully for the descendants of Sputnik, even now circling the earth, gravity their only tie to the planet. Lonely metal souls in the unimpeded darkness of space, they meet, pass each other, and part, never to meet again. No words passing between. No promises to keep."