Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder

by K. Kylyra Ameringer

Tension wound up

A broken spring-top

I can't stop obsessing

Did I lock that damn door?

I've been downstairs

Five times tonight.

Out of a sound sleep

I must rouse myself

To an even half-dozen.

The house is quiet and dark

The handle does not turn

Maybe I'll just sleep on the sofa.