Spectrum Picasso

I unzip my skull to peel apart the puzzle pieces of my brain.

I push the pieces back together in spaces where they don't quite fit.

The image comes together in a world I can pick out and see.

To the outside observer, it's a mess.

Not like the others.

Be right like the others.

Borrow the right amount of time like the others.

I am not like the others.

I'm an autistic cubist,

Picasso in a lopsided box.

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