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Bobuel
Poems
Jun 2014
Move ment dis or der
a feeling,
nervous
a sensation,
restless
then two years ago
my leg started
I couldn't even see
it stopped before I looked
it got a little stronger
one day I saw it
move on its own
more insistent
I stopped it by looking
like intimidation
but it was just gaining
determination
one doctor, two
it was on a roll
It took concentration
to gain control
diagnosis after
exams andΒ Β test
just a description
tre mor per sis tent
then my arm and hand
drugs prescribed
one, two three, more
to no solution I embibed
if I'm busy there's no room
for it to succeed
it just takes advantage
when my brain is freed
sleep is the worst
or just trying to read
it has taken the ability
to relax and be me
and then there's attention
people can't help to see
I don't, I can't hide it
cause it is not me
When I was young I could beast a fast rhythm with my foot; is this what it became???
Written by
Bobuel
64/M/Shangri-La
(64/M/Shangri-La)
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