science fiction

poem (by me): the end of time

Stars slid by like pebbles down a slope;
Maranth saw the universe collapse
umbrella-shaped around him
and feared he would be too late.
He had lingered over-long
and now there was no time.
Around him the universe furled
and fell still
but his ship sped on.
Indexing:
Hmm. Warp speed? Very cool, but it needs to be an entire novel-length poem. If you don't mind. XD
I honestly don't know! I found this scribbled on a piece of scrap paper--my handwriting, but I don't remember writing it.
Or a really really bad memory. :D

Actually, it's possible I wrote it while falling asleep, so that would kind of cover both options....