J Word Jerky
My Functional Movement Disorder
Turned me into a performer.
My body becomes jerky,
And I move quirky.
My arms move spasmodic,
Onlookers may think I am neurotic.
But I am not foolish or silly,
This disorder will not kill me.
So if you see my jerks,
Know they are now my quirks.
Copyright © Rev. Catherine Cassell | Year Posted 2023
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