some days
she would rest her head
on the flat pillow
staring at the ceiling
for a sign
that whatever
this is
is something more
than what
it appears to be

most days ended
much the same
much the shame
for a rapidly
deteriorating
self image

but every once
in a while
she could drag
her fingernail
across the screen
removing the fleck
of yuck
that looked like
an apostrophe
between
the n and the t

she was
more important
than
her self perceived
importan’t
felt

even if she didn’t see it