To the Neurotypical
Every time
I try a little
I’m faced with the opinion
It’s not neat
It doesn’t have style
It’s just words
runningtogether
And
Out
Of
Place
Every time
I try a little
I’m faced with the realization
I’m not matching
I’m not organized
I’ve got no style
And I’m always
Nervouslytryingtofindshelter
and I feel
So
Out
Of
Place
This time, I think I got it.
Here’s a connection.
My poetry
My style
My perspective
Is desperately trying to show you
How ordinary
ziggaged
irrational
scary
contradicting
Fascinating
All you people are
From this Autistic
Perspective
So finally,
Of course these poems
Are so out of place
I’m not a NT
I’m just me.
YOU ARE READING
No Lifeguard on Duty
PoetryThis is a collection of my life, my thoughts, and my perception of everything around me. I won't claim that my documentation of how I think or perceive things around me is accurate. It is however the most accurate form of how I can express who I am...
