#1600 - one day I will be discovered

 

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one day I will be discovered

 

like a continent once thought to be cloud

 

it will be sunshine for them

 

out of a wordfold chrysalis see

 

will it be my mere skin?

 

deeper than treetops

magma spit high

 

under a stone

frog baritone

 

one day I will be discovered

 

when they come with the truncheons and cuffs

 

just where I was, always hidden in weather

 

clean sweep, under rug long since

under the radar all this time

 

they will drag me out, demand an explanation

I will never give

 

the count is on

music stops

there’s one chair less

another gone

 

only the blind pin tails

between the three legs

and egg and spoon

 

they’ll have to be digging a long long time

but one day they’ll discover me

 

they will be sweeping out the cages, stables

it will be some old scrap

 

coming, ready or not

 

of course I’ll be long gone

those fools will miss most of it

 

we’ll be just in the place where the pictures collide

the blindfold off

 

all the old habits fall away

but one day they’ll discover

 

where I’ve been hiding all this time

not under a bed like Bligh

not even in the bottle

 

but en plein air

 

I’ll be the dry husk

shell less the cicada

 

bright flight and all voice to air

 

by tooth, by claw

 

by hook, by crook

I will