Another poem I wrote during a test

My Watch Is Fast.

How much I don’t know.

I live in a hole a mile down,

To stay out of the snow.

If only I had fixed my watch,

Before the sun disappeared.

How long ago I can’t remember,

My watch says it’s been years.

Years without food, years without water,

Years without the vitamin D that the sun used to give,

Why haven’t I succumbed to hunger or thirst?

I’d rather freeze outside than stay here in this coffin where I live.

My watch is fast.

My legs are slow.

I climb up the ladder,

And out of this hole.

Wish cold set me free,

Instead what I see,

Is the rising sun.

…

oh.

I wrote this one today while taking another test.