4:13 — BUT WHAT DOES IT MEAN?

The dream takes place in a blurry version
of high school Econ-1 class where the eyes
of judgment can’t be seen but see all.

My hands won’t hold the #2 pencil, the desk
wobbles, snickers are in surround sound,
the teacher’s instructions are garbled mumbles.

I can’t remember how to spell my name.
No one can confirm the topic of the test,
because they are faceless and hate me.

They are a legion of evil. My hands leave
their struggles with the #2 and find a cool
metal crucifix resting against my throat. Ah.

Beams of light clear the blurriness of the room
and screams replace the snickers and hatred
and injustice. But I still cant spell my name.

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Today’s inspiration came from, Word Light Show, because the word “test” brings forth anxiety and anxiety brings forth the memory of high school, which often inspires nightmares.

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