This has been a recording | Michele McDannald



You will really like me
once you get to know me.
just don’t ever
agree
to meet me
in a dark alley
or a side alley
er . . .
any kind of alley, really
Have you ever heard of OCD?
since we’re setting the ground rules here
let’s just agree
to keep it out of the streets, entirely
also,
don’t let’s ever meander
into Burger King
for a late night thing
me and the King
go way back
and it’s kind of a
thing
as like
in the trigger way,
and I might feel
the need to
deep fry pickle your ass
also,
while I’m thinking about
that particular incident
don’t ever follow me
into a bathroom
no matter how much
cajoling there is
no matter if
there’s something in my eye
something in your eye
or your girlfriend’s eye
just go straight
to the Emergency Room
send me on to Walgreen’s
for some Iodine
plan ahead
send your brother
to keep me company
I don’t mind brothers
and brothers don’t mind me
it’s the perfect kind of company
somehow, people get this silly notion—
OCD is like counting light switches and door knobs,
a dozen egg cartons and washing hands till they throb
what a bore
but seriously,
if I show up on your door-stoop at 3am
with a bag full of nothing and a shit-eatin’ grin
you might as well
let me in
or call the cops
whichever scene
you think you can
tolerate
the most
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