Requiem

The hands of the clock grow, morphing into feathered wings

The alarm screeches as the beast flies through my ear to wake my soul

I cry out in agony as the taloned beast delivers me from my peaceful slumber

Throw myself over the edge collapsing eternally into the abyss

Swimming through my laundry pile in search of garments clean

I pitch myself over the railing, down the stairs into my blank canvas shoes

Tuck into the tablecloth as my breakfast swallows me whole

Arriving in the passenger seat of my best friend's minivan

Music rings out of my ears for the car to consume

Kick and scream as my bag drags me to the front door of the school so my ears may recite what we're forgetting to 

teachers aging in reverse

Tears recede into my brain from my counselor's desk as I am told we don't know the verdict is no anymore

Home - catapult myself up the stairs as my clothes are unmade thread by thread

Until I fall naked into my bed.

Author's Note

this isn't supposed to make sense