Go away, you stupid face –

And take your hands some other place.

I see your numbers every day,

you count the hours I must stay.

Sadistic and satiric thing – 

if I should want the bell to ring, 

you move so slowly I want to scream.

But, during tests, or if I dream,

you ring so quickly, why do you mock?

Give me an answer, stupid clock.

If you were smashed, I would be fine,

you damnable instrument of time.

– 1999