A bit of pressure, a little scratch

(Written when coming round from general anesthetic)

Oh bully oh boy
just woke up from an op
was drowsy, felt lousy
but now I’m on the up and up

Kind friendly nurses
and quiet soft rooms
when first eye post op split
felt like I’m on shrooms

Wibbly dribbley
my temperature down
two kept me company
all smiles and no frowns

Wheeled to recovery
then comes the ache
I clench gurney rails
and my consciousness quakes

Christ fuck a badger
bloody fuck hell
these words rush my mind
as my eyes start to well

Bite my tongue, breathing deeply
“Who would have believed?”
That open testicular surgery
summoned pain demons like these?


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