Venus Lanaux

Rookie (January 2,1977 / upstate NY)

Compulsions - Poem by Venus Lanaux

Shoes little to big straight in a row.

Perfectly wrapped presents, and I'll tie the prettiest bow-

But not until I fix my hair.

What could you have said if you weren't even there?

Back to what I was saying,

Things that must be done without delaying:

The dishes must be washed, and the trash, removed,

Another may retain, but I... I must clean up THAT food.

Yes, I am COMPELLED wash my hands once more.

How do I know they were REALLY clean before?

Don't mind me, I'm just running a few minutes behind.

I'll start getting ready at 4: 30, maybe even five,

If only I weren't so OBSESSED with RITUAL, I'd have made it on time.

Irresistible impulses controlling the way I live my life.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 13, 2010

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