Inside-Out
The origami nooks and folds
of thoughts pushed down inside,
pockets deep and intricate
where mazes often hide,
and grow,
and bend,
and twist,
and crease,
and wait upon the day
when all the things we never
tell ourselves come out to play.
Copyright © April Bartaszewicz | Year Posted 2007
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