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Paper Crush

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Paper Crush

If only I could fold you up
like a square of origami paper,
lining up the corners
of the times we spoke,
sealing each edge
with a sharp fingernail
of regret.
Maybe then this flat hurt
would gain corner and shadow,
some greater meaning
with the depth of shape.
Or, if not,
you would at least shrink
with each fold
until I lose you
all together.

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