Malice towards origami

Such a wildly useless
craft. Just can not
get excited
over bits of crumpled
paper, however much
like birds or frogs they look.

Such an impossibly
ghastly food. The
gritty texture of crab
guts on graves of
placatory rice and
seaweed. Run of
the mill delicacy.

Such a sad travesty.
That tradition
dictates in its soulless
malevolence
that she must not know her
fate until it is sealed
in her poor rotting bones.