Earthquake

I run my hand over the spikes of the fence

Feeling the sharp point dig into my hands

Again

Again

Again

I can feel the ground beneath me feet

Shaking

Shaking

Shaking

Even it is trying to 

Throw me off

I am running past the fire

I am running past the smoke

I am running past the fumes

But I am running on the faultline itself

The fence falls

And so do I