Poetry and Autism

Martin said:

Perfume chokes me, did she bathe in it?

I know it all to well

I can tell my work colleagues by smell

I will compose something off the cuff about something that happened to me yesterday.

On the Bus

A woman gets on, shuts the window

Perfume chokes me, did she bathe in it?

I want to do something, scream at her

Open the window, dare her to close it 

Of course, I do nothing

Except, as I get off

I give a feral stare, she is puzzled

yep, MAD WORLD !!

There are plenty. They just need to know that it is ok to be who they are

We need more Timms in the world !!!

Structure and categorization

Not a fan of negotiation

Best in class, lost in the mass

Society of misunderstanding

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I’m here, and yet I’m not

No answers on the spot

Follow the passion, not the fashion

Brain turning red hot

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Same body, yet different mind

Never confined by what is designed

Squarest face, heart of grace

A colossal need to be kind

i reckon the real u is more than that 

nice one !

lol looks like you summed me up !

I once met a gypsy girl in town,

Who stole my heart with every jewel from her crown.

We danced and laughed and drank the inn dry,

and kissed amidst sweet moonlight sky.

And there on the ground made love so fair,

Until she bled empty, my pockets bare.

Overload;

Listening to music to heal my pain

Talked to like I'm a Wain

Different, but just the same!

I'm on overload!

Expressing sympathy while dry

Hoping that hope won't die

Every meal should be an Ulster Fry!

I'm on overload!

I'm on overload

I'm conceived by a Vaccine!

Driving around like Mr Toad

What I say isn't meant to be mean!

Four green fields; Red, White and Blue

This the season to have the Flu

Don't introduce yourself to someone new!

I'm on overload!

Another subject of an Icelandic Drama

Some kid's mind in a right palava

BBC2 loves a Parental Saga!

I'm on overload!

I'm on overload

My mind cannot process!

Eating into the Witch's road

Slimming World is why I obsess!

Hands cannot stay still

Can't be cured with a pill

An elastic band will make the time fill!

I'm on overload!

Remembering 'Sunshine after the rain'

The light outside causes pain

The CAT Scan says, "No Migraine!"

I'm on overload!

I'm on overload

I portray myself as a Weirdo!

My emotions explode

But I'm still all here, though!

Social Fund for Specialisterne

Waiting until it's my turn

To be a Corporate Belfast Intern!

I'm on overload!

For liquor I have a need,

To pills I sometimes concede,

I'd rather be high

Til the day that I die

My favorite thing is a weed.

Come on guys give it a go, I would love to see some poetic insight today !!