How easy to slip back into this

dream of you, like old pajamas,

it’s comfortable, I wear it

so easily. The dream isn’t pretty –

it’s threadbare and worn and I

don’t really want people to see it. I wear

it at home in front of the tv

curled up with the dog, when I

can be myself, be honest and not

pretend I have things like

self respect.

by Cher Bibler