Inner Landscape
Disclosure by Donna Williams
INNER LANDSCAPE
Am I person, am I label?
Am I fragmented or stable?
Shall we dissect me on a table,
Like an experimental rat?
Am I a picture of diversity?
Some sociologist’s perversity?
In a room at university
I played a manic cat.
He postured and he thrusted,
Suggestive language that disgusted.
I never hinted I mistrusted.
I knew men like this before.
He was a rep for one normality.
Took the right to play my sanity
In the cause of his own vanity.
His hand would close that office door.
My inner landscape he had probed for.
His was written on that closed door.
Arrogance had made him so sure
He was master of his game.
Familiar strangers he collected.
Suggestively he then erected
A presentation that protected
Him from facing up to shame.
by Donna Williams, from the book, Wierdos Like Me.
Donna Williams, BA Hons, Dip Ed.
Author, artist, singer-songwriter, screenwriter.
Autism consultant and public speaker.
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