OCD.
Tick, Tock.
Look at the clock.
Wait seven seconds.
Look at the clock.
Wait seven seconds.
Look at the clock.
Wait seven seconds.
Look at the
Wait---
Tip, Tap.
Each finger raps the desk.
Once then twice then thrice.
Each finger raps the desk.
Once then twice then thrice.
Each finger raps the desk.
Once then twice then thrice.
Each finger
Once---
I counted my steps
thinking if I didn’t my
days would be counted.
I tapped away to
the beat that my brain
played on repeat.
Now, I refuse to let the
sickening behemoth control
my thoughts.
my brain.
my life.
It’s over, OCD.