navigating a conversation is circumnavigating a globe a lexical darkness invokes an expected step in the stairs that was never there to begin with seemingly constructed soundly its revolving linguistic doors halt and close shut precisely when an attempted entrance is made an impossibly difficult rhythm to gauge except it seems as though everyone else can alien colloquialisms loom as familiar judgements rise surrounding clapperboards echo as larynx follows suit interests watered down manufactured in plastic casing arbitrary convoluted theorems of etiquette and mind as clear as matte black and as legible as handwriting in transit as pleasant as disease yet as necessary as water
based on personal experience with social interaction as a person with autism.