Washing her hands of the situation, she put away the cleaning supplies.
It was far past the point of no return, but it would still be proper to make things tidy
Perhaps she could even burn a candle to help with the smell.
Except the police would be here soon, so it was time to be off.
Cutting and tape would be cheating
Realize the Zen of proper folding
Elephants and cranes made of paper
As fingers show off their dexterity
Solemnly teasing out a third dimension from two
Evoking the surreal as its goal