Combing greasy hair.
Dandruff flurries down like snow.
Goodbye, vanity.
Eating my breakfast.
Eggs spilling from fork to lap.
Can't look down to see.
Fashion? Irrelevant.
No one's looking at my clothes.
Rocking the halo.
Sleeping? Yeah it's fine.
I lie on my side. No probs.
I've said that a lot.
No, I can't shower.
Hosed down like an animal.
Thanks for reminder.
The pins are crusty
Fetid, Oozing, Infected
Totes Unnecesary.
Chores that I can’t do,
Laundry. Chopping. Mopping. Dishes.
Halo’s a free pass.
Only four more weeks.
Goodbye consequences of
Broken-ass neck.
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