Leaving Las Vegas

I'd been folded back on myself
folded up
wrapped
neatly in cellophane
like an old movie poster

but once I'm on the wall
gigantic and all unfurled
breathing for what
seems like the first time
I'm larger than life


the creases of my former folding show
reminding me---
a line across the forehead
alongside the mouth
the underside of the eye

beneath the poster
it's all fluff and feathers
shades of blue
and forgetting what it meant to be
folded