I wonder if I can create something… ‘magical and different’, only this time without allowing for the OCD to get in its way. Maybe I don’t take what the OCD entails with me for my next piece of scribble. Maybe, this time, I make it about someone else, with an entirely different kind of a life. Yeah… a new character to scribble about. To jump inside of their skin for a good bit of time. And maybe I do this all the more so that, yes, I can take a break from being me with OCD. Start them off nice and slowly and, then… add more and more thoughts and ideas to the plan for an eventual piece of scribble. Character’s name. Or does she/he even have one as such? Description. Or maybe there isn’t one for that either. But, then, what might there actually be?! A poem-piece looking to introduce itself just like the past 6’000 plus poem-pieces have done, I guess. To focus on that ONE POEM-PIECE per time. Will I enjoy it? Only time will tell but I do hope that this particular piece takes me a fair whack of a while. Not… twenty minutes and on automatic bloody word-bOunCe, etc., even if that’s all that I do appear to know right now when it comes to the scribbles. So… a title might be a good place to start things off… 🤔
So, for starters I got these few: Sprinting Without Moving An Inch = (working title) // ‘Mixed-UP In Massachusetts’ // ‘A Mile Beyond Miraculous’ // ‘The Quantum Physics Inside Of A Cracked Daffodil’
