it was as if
he didn’t exist
to fold himself
into himself
in a frantic
self-obsessed
origami he
pressed himself
he had to pretend
he wasn’t who
he thought he was
during the day
instead he had
to tuck another
corner of paper
under what he felt
he thought was true
then bend it back
to disguise all
which he desired
of what was left
of what he knew
from the dream
the night before
(June 23, 2013)
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