Statistically Autistic
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Autistic thoughts in person, can run a rue in haze
While autistic thoughted people, construct routine in days

Statistics painting picture, on wall inside my mind
While, pictures state statistically a status I will find

Statistically autistical within a single day
Makes autisticals statistically from every witching way
Autistically statisticals is all I ever see
Until my wife looks deep in eye and says “hello” to me

Socially Abnormal
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Social situations,
With ways that make me shake
Social inhibitions,
With ways of bringing ache

Aches from all positions,
Can tell that I’m not right
Aches on my depictions,
Can tell I’m in a fight

Fight across my missions,
My inner struggling
Fight across conditions,
My lack of juggling

So juggling the struggled mission,
My condition’s without pride

Start fighting off the right position,
As depictions run inside

My aching shakes the situation,
Inhibitions need a guide

I wish I were to wash my normal,
But my normal’s gone and died

To Write a Realization
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A stanza can not stop the hand of death
The reaper rips across the paper sheet
A stanza can not save a life with breath
To drown a person choking words they eat

A quatrain can not calm the bawls of hell
The lines will never save a wretched soul
A quatrain can not cure a cancer cell
It spreads across the ink to kill the whole

A poem can not heal an open sore
The lesion bleeds profusely through the page
A poem can not fight a viral spore
The words will fail the brawl of virus rage

Why must my words of thought be written down
They can’t perform an act to shine profound

G'day drater,
I've enjoyed reading your poems. Hope you post more.
I actually clicked on the "Thanks" buttons the other day but I see it's not worked. I'm not on my own computer and this one doesn't seem to actually "do" much. <weird>

Take care. Don't be scared of posting more. It's appreciated.
Once again... Thanks.