EPILEPSY WARRIOR

I am the one in one hundred;

eating a full english breakfast in Brian’s Deli,

making hangers rattle on the rails in Oxfam,

expelling swift vapour feeling the texture of

a bridge’s November parapet, puzzling myself

each time my brain deploys a symptom without

my consent, easily finding bigots and fools

with whom to pick a righteous fight, or educate
to put their mis-conceptions right.

I am happy to be the one.

Note: At the time of writing, one in every hundred people worldwide have epilepsy