I sifted through piles of micrometeoroids
splayed across countless reports; they were all small
and ineffectual, so I shuffled through larger piles of
shattered rocket boosters, hammers and spent fuel
tanks, and found something of substance, things
that could do some real damage, worth thinking about
and so I had to think for a long time about these
objects circling our own earth waiting to shred
our satellites, ripping cuddly blankets off telescopes,
severing cables which connect them to us,
and us to them.
Image generated by European Space Agency
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