Autistic Heart
Autistic Heart
By David Alec Knight
(from The Heart Is A Hollow Organ, 2021)
I know who I am,
What I do and do not want,
What does and does not work.
I am only wise in a way that wounds me, oppresses me,
And perplexes me.
My skull may seem thick; my skin is thin: worry weakens the weakened conjugation.
I clasp too long onto the passions that are best lived when brief and impermanent.
I need to learn in loving but evolve in leaving, until finding the forever in another heart.
Ready to heal,
Surrounded by those needing healing more than loving;
Wanting to love – it feels good to heal,
but would feel better to love;
If their love is not for sure I settle to heal and feeling everything else as much
As I feel love, gets in the way of feeling for who is there.
I know too late
I know no difference between the fear of the dark and the fear of the heart.
I expect from another what I expect from myself, but that may be
More than either deserves,
So I’ll walk away from my wounds;
I’ll fall into arms that fall into mine: I have an autistic heart.
All my best and love
David A Knight
Words – David Alec Knight – a poem from the book “The Heart Is A Hollow Organ”
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