Blanket

I am not who I used to be.

I am new.

I am fresh.

I am a fresh sheet pulled

from the dryer.

Do you love how I smell?

You discarded me.

I was dirty.

You washed me.

Now I am clean.

I need a washing machine,

not for my own cleanliness,

but to be able to be loved by you.

I'd rather stay

a dirty blanket.