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Sunday, December 5, 2010

LTWR8B Poem 1

After editing my poems for a few days straight, which by the way is very emotionally straining and intense, I decided instead of having the page on my blog, I would put up a series of entries that shows the original poem and the final revised version I turned in. This is the first one--unfortunately none of the formatting stays the same when I put in an actual post, so I apologize. I swear these two poems look a lot cooler. The format also has to do a lot with the tone and feeling I'm trying to convey, so I'm sorry if that gets lost in the technological transition.


Obsessively Compulsive

A torturous tip-toe terror.

And more

Piles. And more

And more Piles.

Piles.

Bottles, receipts, mitten 2, trash, hats, glasses. Pens and pencils.

Blankets, trash, wrappers, lists, pictures, postcards. Clothes and laundry.

Bedding, tissues, food, mitten 1, mail, trash. Newspaper and magazines.

Always filled.

Books

Papers. Books

CD’s and And more.

Records.

Arranging, shifting, switching. Start again.

Layering, lifting, classifying. Completely lost.

A dangerous and dirty, disorderly disorder.



Compulsion.

And more

Piles. And more

And more Piles.

Piles.

Glassbottles,fiftytworeceipts,trash,Mitten2.BlackinkBicBallpointpens.Blackticonderogapencils.

Shoes,trash wrappers,Pictures,Postcards,lists.clothesandlaundry aMass in Masses of Mountains.

Books

Papers. Books

Mitten 1 and And more.

Records.

Arranging,shifting,switching. start Again.
Layering,Lifting,cleaning. completely Lost.

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