For a girl who hated ticking alarm clocks...
Your alarm clock makes no sound
As it ticks and tocks with passive hands
In submission to your fantasy mind
In cuffs, tortured, bound and tied.
Your alarm clock makes no sound
Until the shrill scream of morning arising
Silenced at your will, replaced if it suits
For a quieter one.
Your alarm clock makes no sound
Unless altered by you when you want it loud
When you want it's screams and pleads
When you know you can control it for your needs.
Your alarm clock makes no sound
Because the only uprising is at your wish
Not an act of rebellion, but provoked fury waking you
From dreams.
