Did you ever let the whole world in
With a thought?
Were you ever told that one wave on the beach
Was the important one
And though you tried to catch it
It was drowned in the crashes and splashes
Autism isn’t separate and distant,
It’s a connection to everything;
The birdsong, the engine, the beams and the crackles.
You try to contain our love to just people.
You try to chain it, restrict it, explain it.
You live on a one-wave beach,
Neat and tidy, with carefully placed seashells.
I live in a tempest.
The sea roars, the wind whips, the sun shines rainbows through the vapour-mist.
There is no order,
Each sense demands no border.
There is passion
Caught in the curve of a rolling wave.
Nothing is neat and tidy
Everything is movement.
I learned to drown out and focus.
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