the asteroids only ever hit
when you have time
to look up and see them
otherwise you just exist
and then you dont
so in the dust of the aftermath
the mantra is
just keep breathing
no matter how counter intuitive
concentrate on it
it will clear your throat

if existence had messed up
crossed paths on a different azimuth
missed us
would christmas still be christmas?

come with me
you poor
you downtrodden
together we can raise the sky
where there are those
in a deeper circle of hell than yours
help them up
as one
we will take the next level
then the one above

we'll travel ever forward
our fragmented bullet
praying for nothing in the way
painting targets on the sky
killing and dying for them
until we all come together one day
when there's no way left to be saved

if you will defend the indefensible
represent the reprehensible
offend the inoffensive for effect
then i feel i must respond in kind
give you a piece of my lost mind
as a nine millimetre double tap to the chest

be they praise or profanity
all words are inanity
on the lips of fools

i know one day im going to see you again
be with you again
although it may not be until
long after eternity has ended
in the grand scheme of things
when is a matter of perspective
times arrow returns to the quiver unequivocally
waiting to be reselected