Oragami Poem by Elvis Lantan

Oragami



When it went away
I folded-
Into the shape of a rock
Or something of equal feel

Then in anger
I folded into a blade
Or a sword or axe
At the ready

I've gone on folding-
First into weird shapes
Then into faces

It's all felt like crumbled paper.

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