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The inertia of obsession

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Dot the connects.
Puzzle the pieces.
Riddle every solution
with the lapses of your logic.

Close the door.
Close it again.
It's still open, close it again.
It's closed, descend to the street.
It's still open, close it again.
You know it's closed, but
get back up there,
close it again.

Deep breath.

You probably left the oven on.
Didn't cook a thing last night,
but for some reason, you turned it on,
left it on. It's exactly the same
as when you didn't close the door.
(Is it closed at this moment?)
Turn it off, or the whole house burns.
It's not even gas, but everything burns.
And close the damn door!

It's too simple. How can something this basic
be so serpentine?

A sprawl of papers in the air catch fire, then
cascade on everything like napalm butterflies.
Your balcony is your new waterfall.
Everyone knows how firemen stop flames:
they look at them.
I will tell you what happens to unobserved trees in the forest:
they fall.

Close the door!
Turn off the oven!
Shut off the valve!
Shut off the electricity!
Shut
the fuck
UP!
How I feel from time to time.

Thoughts sparked and lessons learned by reading the incredible work of :iconestallidos:,
this time by these two pieces:

throwing rocks.
Riding bikes [which was awarded a DD some weeks after I posted this]
© 2012 - 2024 neonxaos
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Millisecond's avatar
Very clever - poetry really suits the OCD mindset, I feel, and this poem perfectly encapsulates the bitter anger and annoyance that OCD instills into the sufferer's life. That simple/serpentine line was excellent, and the entire poem had a lovely, natural flow to it. Well done, sir.