The Party

I am going to be dressed up in a new suit even though I am not really looking forward to the party

The theme is infinity, and I have picked a beautiful waistcoat from a label called eternity

I think it’s time to go because there is so much laziness in the healing process, I am tired of all that carelessness

A few days at best, soon I will be wearing a morbid jacket, the one with a special crest

Apparently, it will be a relief, but I have never been the one to subscribe to this kind of belief

It’s with a heavy-hearted sight that I am planning to travel light and upright

I was wondering if there will be a bouncer, do you have to carry some kind of bling or a special ring

I was wondering. Are you asked only one question when you reach the line of demarcation

Because you know I am no chancer and will make sure I do my best to provide an accurate answer

When you get sick, the disease you don’t get to pick so it may sound odd, but do you know if I can bring my iPod

They call it a life celebration, a bit of pity but I just want a small ration sprinkled with joy before I meet the dead cowboy

I hope they have wireless, I crave for something umbilical, I am going to be hysterical if it’s too clinical

I am going to miss those pain niggles and the pretty nurses with whom I shared so many giggles

No I am fine, no need to order a bucket of doom, I am not going to go with a big boom

I won’t do a face, no thank you, you can keep your faith. It will be low key that’s a sure guarantee from me

No strings attached wherever I will be despatched

I am not going to be bold when I am cold