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November 6, 2013
By burgrqueen BRONZE, Kardinya, Other
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rough hands
fold me in half
and again once more
he lays me aside
unmoving, growing old

a rigid shell
set stale, eroding
I fall like salty crumbs
and lie imprisoned
'tween his palms

he presses me closed
folding me in half
and again once more
yet I am not for him
to fold.

© Daniel N., Boston, MA

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