Resurrection Shifted To Monitor

I died on surgeons table Before surgeons knife sliced my chest Before anesthesia put me to rest I died in imagination as hopes die in fable Vivid thoughts ran amok Which new abode I will go, if I die What new way I will live, if I survive Mind clueless, thoughts at dead end fork Malfunctioning Valve plucked out New Heart Valve transplanted Ribs cut, Heart put on ventilator Surgery over, operation table light put out With dangling drips, in ICU, I was shifted Resurrection hopes shifted to ticks of monitor