Wednesday, February 4, 2026

my ocd nightmare

 My OCD nightmare came true the other night.
I was away from home. It was late at night. I was far away. I realized that 

If my house burned down
Which is something that might happen
I wouldn’t save anything.
It would be from my hair straightener
Or my candle. Or a burner on the stove
I forgot to switch off. I hope it will burn 
Quick, not take anything out with it. 
Id want to watch it drift to ashes
After being engulfed in flames. 
Id want to take a piece of the floor with me, 
Slanted in all its glory,
Smelling of old beer and stomped out ash
Id grind it up and sprinkle it over a smoothie.

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