Bears and Wolves and How I Make Everything About Me

Besides the dreams I have
about a bear bobsledding
down the wrong side
of the street
and a wolf stalking me
while I shop for groceries
I rarely think of bears or wolves

I mostly think of me
At my worst
I am painfully aware of me
dirty fingernails and crooked teeth
Weak chin and forehead
and other things I do not speak
Nervous and screaming, look at me

I am okay with that
I just gotta be me
so I remind myself
that I am sweet
My words are affectionate
and though I am too forthcoming
I am as honest as I can be