Faultine of my Universe

By : Miranda Renee

Stepping over the faultline crack,
like egg shells underneath,
Quietly breaking tiny bits,
Of my molecules beneath.

Like a rollar coaster, That's stopped moving,
But gravity is gone.
Waiting helpless for maintenance,
There's no one that can come.

Oriented day to night,
Light blue … to the darkest of hue,
Out in the open rotating around,
For my time to go on que.

Making waves of motion into space,
Through the fabric of time,
I will reasemble all the loops,
To form a little line.

I'm an explosion expanding outward,
As I collapse within,
I'm an ageless notion, covered in emotion
On my axis I spin.

Derailing off the track,
As I go ahead,
Racing fleeting moments ,
That have always lead.