Jonathan ROBIN

(22 September / London)

Bell's Palsy XII - On Dort


Numb, number seven optic nerve
from sacred mission seemed to swerve,
no forewarning was observed,
nor premonition ere encore.

Facial features paralysed,
symetry quite jeopordized,
lip and eye anaesthetized,
and no volition, so 'on dort'.

Submitted: Thursday, October 03, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 03, 2013

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(5 December 2007)

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