I sit
At my
Desk
And I
Stare
At the clock.
The hands on the clock
Moves slowly. I sit
And I stare
At my
Blank Piece of paper, and I
Rub my hand along the smooth surface of my desk.
My desk
Turns into the image of the clock.
And I
Sit
At my
Desk pondering many things. I stare
Out the window. And I stare
At the ceiling from my desk.
At my
Chest sits a clock.
So, when I sit
I begin wishing for a remote, and I
Press the rewind button to fix my past mistakes and I
Stare
At the person that sits
In the desk
Next to me. Watching the same clock
That my
Teacher watches and that my
Worst enemy watches. And I
Begin to wonder what if a clock
Had a remote that you could stare
At from your desk?
I sit
And I wish for a


TIME
MACHINE..