Economies of Scale
The first balloonists could wave and shout,
got stuck on chimneys like storks,
disturbed and then charmed farmers,
took along the mayor and his girlfriends,
and were so close and novel that they
could hear singing and drop presents.
Up here now we go unnoticed,
too far and too familiar,
though perhaps someone can see
this small light something like a star
in the dark above a rooftop
on the way home or back to bed
out a kitchen window
through the limbs of a tree before dawn.
(from Cosmonauts)
