Orbital Descent

Exit wormhole
Approach vectors dangerous
Disorient the mind
Lost vision in the turbulence
Thought we'd collapse at this speed
Incalculable G's

Stabilize
I didn't come this whole way to die
Though we seem destined to fry
A rock on the horizon
A garden world flourishing
Growing like a seed
Glued to my seat
The straps become a part of me
Indistinguishable seams

Rectify the topspin
The horizon's growing
It's colors bleed into a mosaic of fire
A chemical reaction, ship becoming one with the sky
A single focal point that we live, where our impact is imminent
A certain date with decimation
Fate wrestled out of our hands

Both of us braced, strapped into place
The captain's chair compressed to my skin
Though we move at different speeds
Every man hurtles through space

Though few experience infinity
Our shields were never built for climates like these
Kerosene
It's the desire to live that burns me alive