
OCD Lament
Shower curtain hung like a ghost with eczema
Spider egg sacs squished under blotting paper
Riddled with spores of mildewed rancor
Wearing a cape of the skin off old milk
Soggy cardboard gums biting down
on a polyester pore
I scritch my skin to shribbens
To peel a layer of shag tobacco underneath
Plastic wrappers balance precarious
on a mound of soggy tissues beneath
Sink is speckled orange
like a rotten mini egg
smeg dreg stink
Crust under all, puffy and blue
Tacky glue smell rubbed
between thumb and forefinger - low
One day I will just eat all the rubbish
and tear it to pieces.