Cut the Shoulder Opposite

The jungle is full
The jungle is full
Of animals I was
You cut my shoulder
In 1978
You wrote my name
In my blood
On the flat side
Of your knife
I died as a lion
I died as a bird
I died as the monkey
That nearly found you
I will tip my hat
Of Feathers
I will tip my hat
Of Teeth
Twenty-eight years
Look
Look
I have found you
Dip my hat
In the water
Wash the flat side
Of your knife
Will you cut
The shoulder opposite
See if you can
Write my name
Now

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