California Quake

Hairline fractures
Almost invisible
Like a papercut
Festering
Beneath the surface.

Hiding from your pain
A stranger to yourself
The decaying matter
Steams hot
Subject to erruption
Of your volcano like madness

Unintentionally the semic tremors
Generated by your turmoilous quakes
Shatter the landscapes of the world
That revolves around you.

You stand in amazement
Wondering why
San Andres Faults are the
Kingdom of your dominion