Cease the peace.
We tease ourselves
with every crease on this paper;
we call our lives.
Folding in ourselves
to make better
when we can do better.

Decrease the least pleasant day
from your mind, only this time
you’ll find a piece of paper, within you.
Written with words.

Not monosyllabic expressions
Of yes, no, and may-be, so

There will now be phrases that erase the seclusion.
Creating, and not copying
Leading, not following

And finally realizing
Humanity is at a loss
A loss from this paper
That is not glossy
Cause it should reflect
Who we are