Jamil's poems

Poems and thoughts written by someone who lives with Autism. Comments are moderated. Please feel free to post, they will be put up once looked over.

Sunday, 20 October 2013

tease worst kind

my damn fingers itch
worst for me as I can't react
flaps of skin waiting to be pulled
and then I succumb quite easily
and the genius of healing
restores it right back
I enjoy the feeling that
a good sloughing will do.
Posted by Unknown at 14:26
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