Autism in Poetry: A Hole’s A Hole

Dark digital illustration of a black hole in space.

A Hole’s A Hole

Verse
Filling a hole
Where my heart bleeds out
With deeds undone
And creeds without soul…

Chorus
A hole’s a hole
Cuz there’s nothing in it.
Fill it? No hole.
All there is to it.
All there is to it.
All there is to it.
All there is to It.

Verse
Famous Dylan famously mumbled
“Ya gotta serve”
Jehovah or junk
A man never sufficiently humbled
Never lost his nerve
Drunk in the mud
Nothing higher
Nothing lower
Just an empty soul

Jesus mighta chose Jehovah
Say what you would
Only the Young die Good
Dante picked La Vita Nova
Love his screed
In his hour of need
In that Dark Wood

Chorus
A hole’s a hole
Cuz there’s nothing in it.
Fill it? No hole.
All there is to it.
All there is to it.
All there is to it.
All there is to it.

Verse
Tax Man Matt
Claimed in 4 point 1
Devil bet Jesus
He’d make Him rich
Now Pastors preach
That same tired pitch
A bet, I’d say
That damned snake won.

Twain mighta said
Can’t step in the same
Mississippi twice…
Been dipped in the
Big Muddy 4 times
I finally heard a Voice
“Life’s choices.”

RAP
THIS shit?
This shit is
The SHIT.
That last shit?
THAT was s h i t
But shit, man
This shit?
This shit’s the shit.
She-ite…
This shit’s the shit.
This shit’s the shit.…
It don’t get no better than this
I’m talking medicinal
Chron at it’s best
This shit is the SHIT.

Verse
Bullies beat
Teachers bleat
Primal holes…

Priests condemn
Healers demand “Kiss my hem”
Primal holes…

Boss remands
Bankrupt dreams command
Primal holes…

Verse
Mom didn’t bond
Dad too fond
Big Bang
Spewed these Primal holes…

Filling a hole
Where my autistic heart bleeds out
With deeds undone
And creeds without soul…

When I’d dug
That final hole
On the phone
Razor in hand
Naked of
Career
Family
Mammon
In my Mamma’s attic
Your voice
That cosmic Om
Calling me back from Infinity’s Static…

A hole’s a hole
Cuz there’s nothing in it.
Fill it? No hole.
All there is to it.
All there is to it.
All there is to it.
All there is to It.

Outro

No actual humans were harmed,
No real cause for alarm,
Go on home now, spark a charm,
Cuz no actual humans were harmed.
A hole’s a hole
Until you fill it
Until you fill it
Until you fill it

I filled it with your love…
All there is to it.


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