On OCD

Michel Keck
keckfineart.com

I will admit it
I’m compulsive
I’m an obsessive
tenacious squid
around a thot

Ladybug now
knows to let go
with but six legs
and wings to fly
a gift to be shy

The dalmatian
finds it hard to
change his spots
forever content
with one bone

“Nothing in life is as important as you think it is,
while you are thinking about it.” ~ Daniel Kahneman

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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