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.
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....