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Origami

 

ORIGAMI

 

What I remember most

are your delicate

fingers

 

creasing the edges

folding and turning

twisting and shaping

the everything of anything

you touch

 

into all the different animals

of creation

 

until finally and at last

we rest warm in your creaseless palm

panting and thumping

with life

 

almost as beautiful

as you

 

with your angular jaw

and your intimate lines

you set us free

like paper sparrows

 

Today in your absence

I am falling…

 

an unraveled leaflet

wingless and helpless

spinning and swirling

to the ground

 

your diligent hands

your careful expression

still folding and creasing

in your heaven

    What do you think?

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