She sleepily groped for, then clutched

the tenderly-fingered objects held 

close and dear:




TV remote

this faithful ’emergency preparedness 

kit’ lay alongside her in bed each night —

journeying to sleep, or reentering light

of day, the indispensables soothed her —

yet a torturous recurring dream 

dangled beyond her grasp —-

to wake beside someone who would

accept her quintessence – not the 

chimera reflected in her flatscreen TV