An Appendix
I woke with a start, her hand on my head
I didn’t know I could have been dead
and under the knife I decided that I
would make an observation on the volatility of the mind
Cause Henderson’s gone, he took up a place in the brochure
he’d shown me at the park with the map that he marked
The conversation led to me to believe that I was back at the start
And after I knew, I told her
that I could have been dead if she didn’t decide
to call them and say that the appendix just may
not make it to the morning and the pain it bent me over in two
I crawled to the door and they carried me out to the surgical floor
then the feeling was gone with the medicine on
The operation went until the morning and I woke up at nine
And after I knew, I told her
that I could have been dead if she didn’t decide
to call them and say that the appendix just may
not make it to the morning and the pain it bent me over in two
I crawled to the door and they carried me out to the surgical floor
then the feeling was gone with the medicine on
The operation went until the morning and I woke up at nine