I have one purpose

and that is to be warm,

and soft.

But I don’t know how to do this thing.

On cold, harsh nights

I know you want me

to work.

I’ll try my best, but you know I’ll disappoint

before you even wrap

me around your shoulders.

You see

I’ll keep you up at night itching and prickling

the crook of your elbow

the nape of your neck

so itchy

and raw you can’t sleep, not even a wink.

Do you feel me yet?

That’s for keeping me

tucked in

the bottom of the hallway closet until winter.

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