Bang, as the dystonia punches me.
Slam, as I cramp in my neck and my arm.
Crunch, at the onset of rigidity.
Ouch, due to pain while these symptoms cause harm.

Zonk, though narcolepsy happens rarely.
Blink, for insomnia causes dry eyes.
Count, for I can sleep but only barely.
Shout, when lucid dreaming makes me arise.

Slur, despite trying so hard just to speak
Dab, if mouth’s corner insists it will wet.
Gulp, for dry mouth makes oration so weak.
Push, as words stick at face masking’s onset.

Trudge, as bradykinesia kicks in.
Reel, as ‘wobbly’ is the epithet used.
Still, while the ice sculpture form now sets in.
Crash, but each fall leaves me feeling abused.

Pinch, as each twitch and tremor exhausts me.
Pull, for though weakened, I must still get dressed.
Shake, when sometimes I carry my nice tea.
Brace, for I feel more I’m cursed than I’m blessed.

(c) Deano Parsons. 2019.

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