Stuffed Animal

This is my stuffed animal;
isn't she cute?
Her name and her face change
constantly
but she's always the same.

I love to hold her
at night
whisper my secrets
into her deaf ears.

When I'm angry
or sad
or empty
I hit her
throw her against the wall
hurt her
and I feel better
for a while

then I regret
and whisper apologies
and empty promises
into her deaf ears.

Don't worry
she's just a stuffed animal
full of fluff;
she doesn't really feel it.