i am origami.
fold. crease. fold.
unwrinkled paper
shrinking in size.
every fold. crease. fold.
creating a weak spot.
greasy fingers that
fold. crease. fold.
and leave a residue.
who folds?
who manipulates?
what am i?
box.
crane.
stick insect.
flower.
or just
a piece of paper
once smooth
now wrinkled.
3 comments:
I think you are one of the those cool multicoloured, multi-faceted things.
fold. crease. fold.
flip and see yourself in a whole new dimension.
Lilmel, this rocks my world and I want you to submit it to my site, please pretty please with a big 'ol cherry on top! :) the new site will be up soon, but your writing, the style... you do great work! - poeticmindset :) -Michael
wow thx. tho it's very rough. i hardly edited it. more like a structured stream of consciousness thing if there is such a thing. first line created the second created the third etc. not very much thought in it at all, except that i am origamified...
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