The Head Transplant
The doctor said to me: Your father needs a new head. So I said to the doctor: You can give him my head.
My days were numbered - broken marriage, cancer, False teeth, bad dreams- so 'Yes' was his answer.
Now I lie in my bed wondering away in my head What will my father look like with his new head?
Will he look like a bull with the head of a daffodil
Or like a nonagenarian pontiff with the head of a harlot?