One Autistic View

Thursday, 29 July 2021 Was it something I did? was it something I said? kaleidoscope words twisting round in my head. Each innocent word I thought was so clear, churning up waters, distorting ideas. Catching on weeds, disturbing rank silt, rustling spiked sedge root, calmness unbuilt. Mind undercurrents distort thought and word stifle each utterance…

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