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.