planetRock

it's in the air now
the scent of trouble
sprinkled with hints of lies
the world is no longer spinning
around that sun
now it floats without purpose
bouncing off planets
and orbiting around constellations
no more days
just nights
and the people
the people have taken to hiding
in the core
the place they once feared
the place that is not home
but keeps them safe
and free to live their new lives
ones without a telling air
but an unrevealing tension
that will someday
melt their souls
into an ash
which will be the only thing in the air