This is a poem written about my experience with ADHD and sensory input a few years back
Focus
I lock eyes with yours
Movement
Sound
My gaze shifts to your lips
Air conditioning kicks in
Maybe it was already on
And I’m just now noticing
His leg is bouncing
My leg is bouncing too
Are any other legs bouncing?
Does foot-tapping count?
His leg stops bouncing
So I try to stop as well
Feels weird so I start again
She reaches for her water bottle
Her partner also has a water bottle
What do the stickers say?
I know that reference
How many water bottles in the room?
Coffee cups are a different category
Air conditioning kicks on
When did it turn off?
Where was I?
Six coffee cups
Seven water bottles
One tapping foot
Two bouncing legs
Old building with old air conditioning
Eye contact is respectful
But it’s your lips that are speaking
Where were you?
Where was I?
Six
Seven
One
Two
Lips
Eyes
What did you say?
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