here is an origami of us
       

neatly creased, a crane. at any vertex, a sum, 180.
here in the corners, two planes, you & I: tessellations,
anything that keeps to the fold.
a form from mathematics & obsessive motions. a thousand to
grant a wish, or prosperity. a coaxing of love, to lure away the cancer.
a thousand years of happiness in the vertexes. hidden there, beneath
rigid right angles. the number of valley & mountain folds, divided
by two. always by two.
always differs by two in either direction.
mine & yours, unfolded, like wishes, these vertices,
the duplicity of mathematics, the treachery of ungranted wishes.

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Copyright © 2016 Allie Marini Batts All rights reserved
from Before Fire: Divorce Poems
ELJ Publications
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission