Sonnet 300.7 – Body Dysmorphic Disorder

Sonnet 300.7   Do I look like I like the way I look? Look at me.  A jumbled mass without form. Nose askew, chop chinned and my browline’s crooked, Crimped, creased and completely out of the norm. Like a late stage Picasso perversion My lopsided eyes warp reality Seeing seal small ears stuck in a […]

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Sonnet 300.3 – Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

Sonnet 300.3   Just after waking I swiftly vacuum Before the water boils to rinse the dishes As I do prior to lifting the broom To sweep the floors before the day’s wishes. The same three wishes, six times recited. Three hopes unattained and untempered by time That my trio of fears be ignited And […]

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Sonnet 312.39 – Tricotillomania

  Sonnet 312.39     In a rhythm that rolls like wind over wheat From wrist to forearm to temple to brow To twist to tug to pull and then to repeat A thought vacant cadence.  A personal Tao, My one private way that seeks no convert To join the search for a shapeless worry, […]

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