Jet Lag: A nonsense poem

my time has been messed up
second hand and minute hand
all go anti-clockwise
I tried to wind my clock
but my morning has been all blown away
my sleep has been sliced up
because I lost my clock behind
My brain is spongy
fluffy and fragile
easy to get crumble
my shadow gets zebra
torn into pieces
one is here, another is there
the minute hand and hour hand
are hand in hand
walking beyond the border
my time has been screwed up
because I lost my clock monsieur