Paper Crane
I didn’t even cry
I didn’t even cry
when you stepped your foot down on me
this time you did so well
flattened me
an old piece of gum
turned to black
on the sole of your sperry-topsiders
turned to black
on the sole of your sperry-topsiders
No, It didn’t hurt much.
Though, my creases
you’ve ironed them to the ground.
Your weight just overbearing—
my heart I’ve been protecting
has now been squashed.
My wings can no longer move
and my neck, you’ve turned into
ugly crooked shapes.
You’ve undone me alright
and my favorite pieces
you’ve worn their edges soft.
No paper doll am I.
Please take notice where you’ve put me
Pick me up and fold me
once, twice, five and six.
You’re really good, you know
all the steps by heart.
Voilá! You’ve made me functional again
my wings can flap my belly puffs out proud
for you and your table top.
You give me a head tilt and slight smile
prop me back up there where I belong
beside my friends Kate, Robbin and Sam..
