I am a single piece of paper
painstakingly folded
at precise angles,
and the funny thing is
I have no idea what's inside.
I am crinkled here,
ripped and taped together there,
I am wrapped around myself.
I could have been a crane
or a box with a lid
or a pointy little boat,
but this is what I am: hiding
inside an ordinary piece of paper,
painstakingly folded
at precise angles.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
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