Poetry: Autism is what I breathe. Neurodiversity? What I MUST write…2 min read

My soul chose an #ActuallyAutistic body this time around…

Like #AllAutistics…

  • Every word I say… or don’t,
  • every note I play… or can’t,
  • every song I sing… or wish I could,
  • every air mol­e­cule I out… then in,
  • every moment I cling to… pan­icked…
  • Can’t help but BE That…
  • #Neurodiversity.


Here are two written “songs without a singer.“

Neither even sighs “autism.“

That exer­cise is left to you, Gentle Reader…

 


That Song I’ll Never Sing to My Son

Beat: Cohen 68 Ballad

Verse

Like some angel
With a dis­lo­cated shoulder
Half  f l y i n g
H a l f  falling
Younger to older
From the day I was born.

Verse

Tumbling to earth
Rushing up below
Body on f i r e
H e a r t  aflame
In  s l o — m o , a horror pic­ture show…

To a silent piano score…

Chorus

Like that song
I’ll never sing
To my son.
Like that song
Like this song….

Rap

Don’t be a dick
It’s harder than you think
Learn from my mis­takes
Believe the world’s
A mostly good place
And if it’s not
(whis­pered)
Make another.…

Don’t please your­self
Less than bosses & lovers
Don’t waste time
On bril­liant Plan B’s
Life’s what hap­pens
Dodging dis­con­nects & Drama Queens
But most of all

Don’t forget to have a kid
Like you might forget
That call-in con­test
You just knew you could win.…

Verse

Like some angel
Thrown outta heaven
Half  f l y i n g
H a l f  falling
From what could’ve been…

The day I was born.

Chorus

Like that song
I’ll never sing…

To that son
I never had.
Like that song…

Ya know,
Like this song.



Metal music?

ALL sub-sub-SUB genres drive this autistic boy into panic.

#AltMetal… My first, ahem, stab.

NOISE

Jim Morrison scream — Drowning Pool beat

CHORUS

NOISE…
Too. Much.
Noise.
Noise noise noise.
Too much
Noise noise noise.
Too much
Noise noise noise.
Too. Much.
NOISE.…

VERSE

Heart pounding
Noise.
Skull split­ting
Noise.
Throat rip­ping
NOISE.
Welcome to the Realm
Of screaming spit­ting
NOISE.

VERSE

Parents yell
Noise.
Teacher’s bell
Noise.
Preachers tell
NOISE.
Born into the Realm
Of dreaming, living dead
NOISE…

BRIDGE

(growled)
Screens burn my eyes
Play lists deafen ears
Food tastes like lies
Feeding my mind fears
Pornhub rots my sex
Netflix eats my soul
My only thought…
“What’s next what’s next what’s next“
As I fill another bowl
Bass just keeps thrum­ming
Noise beyond reason
Winter for sure is coming
In Satan’s own season…

VERSE

Factories pounding
Noise.
Shattered glass sounding
Noise.
Too tightly wound in
NOISE.
Surviving the Realm
Of drowning, suf­fo­cating
NOISE.

CHORUS/OUTRO

NOISE…
Too. Much.
Noise.
Noise noise noise.
Too much
Noise noise noise.
Too much
Noise noise noise.
Too. Much.
NOISE…
Too. Much.
Noise…
Too. Much.
(whis­pered)
n o i s e .…


More here.

 

Follow me on

2 Comments

  1. You could also try doing freestyles to cur­rently trending rap songs, such as “The Box” by Roddie Rich, “Futsal Shuffle 2020” by Lil Uzi Vert, “Woah” by Lil Baby, and “U Played” by Moneybagg Yo, and you could write them about the kind of things you wrote here.

    1. Author

      Hmmmm.… I wonder if I could pull that off.…

Talk to us... what are you thinking?