So what if I can’t pee straight anymore,

I’ve got the amusement of hitting the window, the back wall, the floor.

What the heck if a walk leaves me gasping for breath,

There’s lots of adventures to be had yet.

And it’s true, I’m carrying my drainage in a bag,

But I’m gonna buy me one helluva bag.

Fentanyl and catheters can take a dive,

Because right now I’m feeling alive.

I’m not home yet, but I’m already planning the spread.

I’m not out yet, but the demons are out of my head.

I’ve got a spring, a jaunty little skip in my mules.

I feel alive, and as of today, that’ll do.

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