Obsession
Orderly confusion is my little nest,
X-ray vision is almost totally required;
Yes, balanced insanity is needed,
Minor disaster it could be called.
Obviously concealed from a guest,
Randomly organized till desired;
Oddly, cleanups have not succeeded,
Neat mess, I like my things sprawled.
Important trivia I keep in a chest,
Chaotic organization, an obsession wired;
Obscene art, my clothes, a need seeded,
Beyond infinity this beauty enthralled.
Shabby chic is my forever quest,
Expected surprises, second hand inspired;
Small fortune spent unheeded,
Sweet sorrow at times- even I appalled.
Inside out, obsessed, oh I need a rest,
Once again, oh gosh some neatness acquired;
New routine, then my obsession for clutter repeated,
(Oh will this clutter thing ever be resolved)
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August 19, 2016
Poetry/Acrostic/Rhyme/Obsession
Copyright Protected, ID 16- 819-750-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Oxymoronic Obsession
sponsor, David Lindsay
Honorable Mention
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