Paper boat

She won't pick up her phone and let it drop
Like she imagines she will
She won't roll down those steps she imagines hitting her head against
She won't drop in the middle of the street and wait for the fading echo of her name amidst the din
She won't fall apart like she imagines she will
Because she can drown out the noise inside her head on a single sheet of paper
And watch the paper boat float gently along in the indifferent streams of the late afternoon showers.