I am crumpled

on the floor, discarded

forgotten and waiting still

for you to come

and unfold me,

press on my creases

to straighten me out

and so you may read the words

that are written

on my body


the secrets

that I have hidden

in my skin

are yours for the taking

but you must unfold me,

you must pick me up

from the floor

where I have been

for so long now


and you must read

every word

or else I will tuck myself

back into myself

again and again

and again

and lay there

where you found me

all crumpled, discarded

and waiting





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