#2054 - I am not waiting to be discovered

 

2054

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15.viii.25

I am not waiting to be discovered

the staging of a disappearance

 

I will make my own maze and way

 

for my life buoy

flailing to ask

just a question

 

it dawns on me

does first light wait for a camera to show?

 

there’s a tune in my head long since

goes like this

 

and secret from myself

or so it seems to be

 

not a smidge bigger, not a jot less

just as large as life, that’s me

 

who am I?

where did I come from?

 

there’s a crowd of the chosen top of the tree

snipers are picking them off

 

give me my own obscurity!

 

it’s a chimney puff

it’s a least cloud vanish

 

I know other ages may not have survived

still and all – we’re here

 

I am a small potato

death is coming fast

 

will I be found in a footnote?

 

I know what it is that I have to do

I know that I am here with you

I will take the pills as required

 

there’s no world waiting for us