Function

He doesn't have eyes to look at
I don't have a mouth to speak
I shoo him away with crumpled dollar bills
And see I can help a customer

My hands pound on all the marble counters
My feet tap against the ground
My left hand cracks while scratching it
And see I can keep still

I can't help but think about sex
I ask about the weather and sports
I won't stop looking at her breasts
And see I can talk to a girl

I have the next thousand steps planned
I move past the blurs of humans
I don’t care about shalves or totes
And see I can be observant

I made a pedophilia joke
Some people don't like it
But it was between an employee and I
And see I can be appropriate

I eat some microwaved pizza for breakfast
All the groceries expire before I can eat it
But I get take out at work anyway
And see I can micromanage

She brings a lot of questions on me
looking at me with those soft judgmental eyes
I ready the walls before she can break them
And see I'm not so defensive

See, I can function,
I don't need anybody,
or anything,
I can function,
with autism…
with autism...