if having parkinson’s is a “fight”
(as many have declared it is)
then parkinson’s is mike tyson at his
ferocious merciless most virulent peak
and I am a clumsy dumpy untrained
handcuffed blindfolded stiff-wad
wearing a tee-shirt with the words
hit me on the front and
harder on the back
and before the fight
tyson was told i bragged
“i’m gonna make that boy my bitch!”
so parkinson’s will always be champ
and i am the bullied meatsack painbody
left for lumpy dead in the ring
“fighting” is a fucking useless metaphor
should be retired forever!
Yes,Yes.Yes!
I read this piece on facebook Wayne and was delighted to find it here also, and I must say it hit me again but in a deeper, more profound way, thank you.
I love the images you create. As great as it feels to climb a mountain with the “Rocky” soundtrack in mind. But think of that “bullied meatsack painbody” you sometimes are, and tell him he lost the fight…