I was looking after the universe.
An important task and I was very proud.
Too proud.
I messed up.
The box with the universe inside fell to the floor.
I heard a shattering which went on forever.
I opened the box to see
a million million million tiny pieces
twinkling and glittering.
The stickiest glue helped me put the pieces together.
There were a few bits missing,
there always are,
but I think I hid the gaps well.
So far nobody has noticed
but I once saw a quantum physicist peering at the cracks.
His face held a puzzled expression.
I wanted to give him an explanation but
I was scared that I’d get into trouble.