myself a complete inspection.
standing in front of the mirror
in my bvd's.
emotionally stable.
no drama.
a pleasant and peaceful
disposition.
a nice healthy glow with
no waxy buildup.
most cuts are healed.
i look at the scars on my hand,
my arm,
my chin.
bones are
in place.
the crick in the knee not too
bad today.
muscles sore, but nothing
torn.
a few strands of hair
still in place.
a few real teeth hanging in there.
no redness
of throat,
the tongue is a nice pinkish
hue.
i can still touch my toes.
blood pressure.
a ok. blowing my nose is down
to only
fifty times a day.
but i'll live.
i place the sticker on my forehead,
and off i go.
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