Reverse fault

By tremor, my continental crust collapses
I had yet supported it
Long supported
Unpredictable, the gap appeared of the lithospheres
Where lies the one
The one who lies

I abandon the idea of a journey without shaking
He remains, shall I want it or not
The lower mantle of my dreams
Brushing my ocean ridges
With the indefensible memory of his hot spots

Crumbled the plates
Under the pressure of his silica
Sedimented in the heart of my structural changes
Against which I can just nothing

He is heavy, magnetizing my earthquakes
Present, omnipotent over my asthenosphere
I think I engulfed him
But he comes out on the poles
Always as much distorting my alluvia

Marsh 2016