Nonreturnable
I unfold myself, and open,
the air is abrasive to lines
of raw crease where I tried
to cover the stains
with the other side of me.
but there's a cost to
turning inside out.
nothing goes back in
like you remember
and some of it doesn't fit.
but it's sunny on the parkway
and I've got shit to do.
so I pack what I need
and lie to myself that
the rest of it was never there.
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