Electric brain synapses neuro-transmitters
Opted me out of ordinary life, consensual truth, opts me out
Sleeping through the whole week-end
Paralysis of will, the psychiatrists call it
Soporific medicines sleepy pills slow my mind
Can’t remember the first Chen Tai-Chi form after five years
My disability doesn’t count
When employers, publishers, governments seek demographic statistics:
Gender, race, orientation, not my disability
But I’m opted out of social norms, structures
By motivation, mood, mentation, medication
CONFESSION:
Try though I do, my career interruptus
Staggering through the world as best I can
As best I have to because despite my disability
No one takes care of you
David Fekete 