Kit Kelen #983 - caught guilt

983

caught guilt 

 

by the toe

clearcut and slippery

from a great distance

just from a conversation

written into the contract

there was nothing to sing

there was nothing a poem had to do

it was in a skin

or certain words of mine

like winter in the bone

or whisper

and some said

been here all along

guilt in

all I have and all you're not

and cough

say sputum

or numbers in the bank

like a tribe increase

if he squeals

caught guilt

it was in the general net

across all borders

so much the same

I had these visions of hell

but it wasn't mine

the bombs fled, the wire

no you can't come in

but let my people go

it was a pouring on of light

all I have and all you're not

how I was

itchy, meanie, mai-ni, mho

I saw the world

as it is / was / will be

that's how I caught guilt