A Chapter by Scott Christian

A poem about having Autism, and my thoughts about people who don't understand me/it.

O yes, I feel your gaze
 beating hot upon my frame
 I, conscious of my tendril'd silhouette
beg of you: avert
   Is my body so much alien
 that you recognise me not?
 Are my boat rockings distracting;
   making you afraid to drown?

O yes... I feel your gaze
   Your understanding lacks
 as your coals burn through me
       Searing my mind and heart
     with your un-education

O yes, I hear your words
    Your incredulity and pompacity
For you are much better than I
         Your normalcy is but a finer bedfellow
       than one of my low ilk
      All sloths lack wisdom and knowledge

O yes, I fear you not.
      For in your ignorance I will not dwell
 and in your darkness I shed no light
    But in others I can inspire and share
         everything you are unworthy of seeing
     So do not ask yourself a question
that has an obvious answer

O yes, I feel your gaze

© 2011 Scott Christian

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I admire the overall voice here and like the word use. This feels like a skillfully written piece.

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Added on July 31, 2010
Last Updated on January 9, 2011
Tags: poetry, writing, free-verse, non-fiction, Autism


Scott Christian
Scott Christian


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