Origami Memories

    I am folding poems into origami    

I am making a boat

    Out of our memory

Kerosene soaked

    Perfect for burning at sea

All these hopes - Up in smoke

    This New Year's Eve 

As I watch that flame float

    Is that Irony

            Individually

Flow forever but mix, they won't

    Fire and Water

            Is that now

                    You and Me