Omen of Ice and Dust

Have you heard the bad news?

There’s a comet coming for you

Soon the king will be dead

For l have kissed his ring

To the morning I shall send

His head in my handbasket

I’m quite anxious to meet

And escort you into the night

A night I cannot escape

Though I wander the black cosmos

You’ve tethered me to your sun

Round and round

I spin and glow

For all the folks at home

So long I’ve ached to tell

My cold and icy tale

One as discarded as dust

Pieces of me crumble

Tremble and break off

Splinters in your atmosphere

Trails of diamonds, forest fires

And fallen kingdoms in my wake

All my weight and sense of being

Are but one furious impulse

Frozen in the depths of time

Lost and purposeless

So lonesome in my orbit

I wish among the other stars

Vain desires

Of fateful collision

Lightyears away

Yet I creep ever near

Have you heard the bad news?

There’s a comet coming for you