Origami Heart Poem by Daniel Y.

I wrote my heart on a sheet of paper,
creases and crinkles from a jacket pocket,
long home to desire.
Bumps empty of ink, from tears of past love.
Torn in half,
and half,
and half.
I filled it to the edges with dreams of love,
it’s back was black with words with wings.
When fate’s evil wind took my last piece
tumbling into the bedrock streets of the steel strainer city.
I thought I had lost my heart,
but a girl came to me gave me candy.
She thought I was a smarty.