Death By Paperclip
Thirteen papers perfectly stacked.
It took me eight hours to finish.
Each piece is squished together,
held in place by a single paperclip.
The day started off well enough.
Midterm paper completed and printed.
Pancakes: breakfast of champions.
Well damn I'm out of staples.
A paperclip it is.
I'm on my way to my class.
Paper in hand.
It's a bit breezy.
Windy.
What is this a hurricane?
Papers flies up.
Paperclip flies off.
Each sheet goes a different direction.
Shit.