Frantic Class

Tik Tik Tik Tik:

never stopping angry quiet 

Tok Tok Tok Tok:

ink on paper nonsense words

Tik Tik Tik Tik:

lips are moving saying nothing

Tok Tok Tok Tok:

brains all scrambled on the wall.

 

One Two Three Four:

numbers passing yelling sighing

Five Six Se Ven:

sighing shoes on breathing floors

Nine And A Half we:

choke on smoke through locker doors.

wph

VT

16 years old

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