the neurologist asked me when it all started
when was it the first time?
I stumbled
I counted
but I couldn't look at that needle in my arm
I couldn't face the pink and the red
I tried to explain
but the neurologist had given me precise instructions:
"move you arms, touch your knee, sit down, stand up"
clear simple instructions that you just have to follow
life never gives you such straight forward instructions
life gives you crosswords
the kind I had never been able to solve
But the neurologist was right
it was that first time
I should have guessed
I should have told her that my mind is messed up
I should have told her that is all that pressure that is squeezing it
480 minutes and 37seconds won't make much difference
but it can give you a new prospective
not better
not worse
just different
half yours, half borrowed (but don't tell the neurologist)
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