I hummed in your pocket but breathe no air, My reels spun songs for you anywhere. Once a companion on roads untold, Now I sit silent, forgotten and cold.

I am a fabric with ridges, often worn by a bear but not too rough on the skin.

My namesake is to watch vigilantly, however my primary goal is to show you the world through an illusion of color and scale. When I’m alone I plead for connection.

It rose with ease from honeyed tone, A sticky delight, like a payday loan. It coated the tongue and stained the grin- You tried to leave, but sank back in.

I go where you go, but I never see light, I wrap what you hide and I cling pretty tight. I’m silent, elastic, and stitched to obey, but flash me in public and folks look away.