Paddy Murphy's Ode To Ocd Poem by Donal Mahoney
Paddy Murphy's Ode To Ocd
Lad, this stuff
has got to stop,
this standing
in the washroom wiping
till the tissue
comes back free
of any fleck of what some
forty wipes ago
it first went after.
Lad, the stuff is there;
it's always there.
Forget it now.
Rewrite your poems.
Monday, August 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: illness
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