My right toes are making progress, not much, but some. Coffee still smells good in the morning, but I have no desire to drink it.
My right toes
Have begun to function
Together.
One month in the hospital
Means that coffee
No longer appeals
Not even Starbucks.
And
It is entirely possible
My life
Is reconfigured in ways
I had not planned.
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