Is everything up?
And if so I need to say that I can't hold my breath
Why can't I feel us spinning?
Why don't I tilt with the axis?

We all get closer,
closer than ever before,
closer, closer, and closer with catastrophes amidst.

We, like blue and green marbles,
slide along the concrete.
kissing our bleeding heads,
and drifting towards our piles

We'll float in pieces over time,
combined.
Light years without light
Mass extinction
HAH!