Bored, bored, bored.
Talking is an automatic loop,
two records play succinctly.
She will ask you how do you feel,
what has happened since last week.
Did you go out Saturday?
Did the torrent of anxiety swell up again?
My problems are common
And yes, there lies the rub.
I don't like people
I won't **** you, you just confuse me.
Conversations have a formula and I've learnt it well.
One person says something and you respond,
A nod okay
A verbal response, great
More than one sentence, ah yes, a true natural flow.
It's not, it involves effort
A calmed mind
And a skip of the heart.
" An ode to the non-neurotypicals. "