Sticky pad notes
unread, a hallmark
Almanac words ... Paper-stacked verbs
rolled off, cheaply
like used price tags
falling
with flattening heart beats
on ECG sheets
I'm folded up, neatly
At least
my paper plane flies
like
Washi butterflies
to
my paper dolls, my paper dolls
cry
with folded flower bouquets
of
ordinary obituary paper