"Alarm Clock" assignment

DW:

Broken glass with my face,
Shreds and scrap paintings;
as if Mona Lisa was destroyed
Accidently.
And the pieces rain on bloody soil,
Like precipitation, and stormy
Weather, except I crack into skull
Crevasses and dip into eyes, and
Swim like whales in their juices;
I find their hearts.

My head is throbbing from worm holes
In brain segments, like broken beat
Heart attacks; staggered and delivered
By painful impulse.
So I lay downIn your body until you sweat me out from
Your skinny pores;
I’m the virus.

We’ll both probably die or something; so let’s
Play for now until we grow so tired and moonshine
Sleeps.

Meta-Physical:

With the grace of an egress,
and eagle feathers shunted to white windows
labeling the sky an open masterpiece;
tiny trumpets laughing at my orchestra -
not quite sure if the band plays a death knell...
or sordid wedding bells
but the veil is stealthily holding my abstinence,
taunting me.

A stray arm playing the violin
with honey strings and orange tales
of laughter and jazz,
soft and smooth and starry-eyed
I sway...
I sway, and can't help but be blind
behind theses images firingcorset-laced bullets of time-bombs
with eons for shrapnel,
and just as the curtain closes
its withered and dusty petals on gloutenous
destinies,
she breaks...
she awakes...
a shot through the heart,
it was just a dream.
It's just her alarm clock.

Maybe you can write something with these topics. Compose a work of an abstract dream, and don't let on that it's a dream. The audience will know once the alarm clock is mentioned at the end!

Have fun!

Cheers & Peace Across

-DW