.                            Autism


             I want to give you a pause

           of my mind, the indecision bit

             that leaves a space vacant

               for confusion, that silent

             contemplation, as thought

               passes through process

            filters that have a different

                   diameter to yours.


           I want to give you a pause

           of my mind because often

          I’m overwhelmed and prone

          to despair at my inability to

           unlearn what nobody has

            taught me and therefore

              they are incapable of

               ever understanding.


          I want to give you a pause

           of my mind because the

          sprockets of my cognitive

          are not functioning in the

           same sequence as your

           chain which is why I try

            so often to freewheel,

        yet, you insist on pedalling.


        I want to give you a pause

        of my mind as I contradict

           Paul Cezane who said

       that there were no straight

       lines in nature but I’m both

      a lateral and vertical thinker.

   What about suspended spiders?


         I want to give you a pause

       of my mind and if you are so

   considerate not to park in areas

     allocated for the disabled then

         you have seen a sign and

      empathise with their affliction.

    So, now that you have read the

  poem here is the promised pause.