Jan Hauck - Neurotypical

A fleeting string of encounters, a menagerie
Of smiles and frowns, sometimes trust,
A life like a train station, hustling and bustling,
Meet and greet one another, a silent,
Practically invisible bond of understanding

Over the noise of the crowd, a look is enough,
Links of winks and unnoticeable moves,
High pitched voices of women, men patting their backs,
The dance of body language and travels,
These opportunistic travels through life.

Amid the crowd there is also much isolation,
No language on top of disconnection, babelesque
And insidious interaction, Cirith Ungol, Shelob's Lair,
Learn the dance, they seem to say, learn the moves
So you are one of us, so you belong, but beware.

If you do not, one false look that is misunderstood,
Amid the crowd there are traps and snares,
This dangerous crowd of laughing wolves,
Showing their fangs, smiling, shake hands,
Deceiving for friendship, families and procreation.

Jan Hauck

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