Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar

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.
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