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untwisted

 

 

 

 

the world is the size
of my arms spread
and thoughts are none –
do I have none?


lone and centred
by nothing and everything
if my tongue could untwist
I’d tell you how crowded
I feel

 

 

I feel sound
trampling my nerve endings

and my fretting arms
try to strike the pest
as I scream with the depth
of my lungs


even your sincerest touch
hurts my body
from the inside out

I can’t understand you

 

 

 

 

do you know?

 

 

 

 

Author notes

Fragile X Syndrome

http://www.mamashealth.com/syndrome/x.asp


this is about the concept of how much people with fragile x syndrome feel and know but maybe can't show because their brain won't let them.

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  • Brief, yet filled with intensity
    and power of Fragile X Syndrome,
    and a look into the mind of someone
    with this disorder. You've conveyed
    some brilliant metaphors here,
    to express your thoughts.

    I really gained a lot from this piece.

    Best of luck & thanks for entering