I’m pretty damn good at nothing
Much at all
Jack of all trades with no
Trades to ever call
Everything must be in the right place
Line it up, symmetrical and straight
The sequence is so important too
Each placement
Line it up, make it perfect
Symmetrical and straight
Dust it, dust it, dust it
Now do you feel great?
Took you all day
To make your muscles move
Counting each one in sequence
Got it wrong, start again
Start again from the beginning
18th Oct 2024 – Feeling sorry for myself after a wild year in 2001. The crossed-out attempt at poetry was about my then-new (or soon-to-be) girlfriend, Lorraine, who suffered from severe OCD.
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