DUPONT Tyvek CommercialWrap

The paper on the side of the half open building furls and unfurls Waves of air An ocean of paper Rattling and rattling. Protecting an empty building One with heavy machines still as tenants And a few glass windows already completed to shed light on its nothingness. Wood beams poking out Like seaweed and driftwood and On a finite sheet of paper making an infinitely diverse set of noises. An instrument built as a byproduct, as a side effect. How much of what we create is really a byproduct of life? A song that’s not the purpose of our work but the oily gunk left over that oozes out Usually forgotten, usually undocumented, A musical symphony usually attended by no one. The cacophony rises And a piece of the CommercialWrap looks like it’s about to rip off But it goes on protecting A buffer and a barrier and a coral reef against the elements, Absorbing and singing But never wavering.