Kit Kelen #805 - over us all (towards a politics of the sky)

805

over us all

towards a politics of the sky

(thinking of the seven million humans in the world who die from air pollution every year)

when I can still remember

staring clouds apart together

it's here with

up with us

the urgent thing

our ash

and we said souls before

leaf lit

all winged with hallelujah

golden with the deeps of far

and all else long ago

pointed with the way

when here we are

grey on a day

like gathering

feel the pressure in your ears

old bones tell

and just a wisp of beard to show

gods who battle here

you can stretch up into it too

what other animal we are

to take this vacancy for air

cough up

fumes foul and odourless

wash in it

till we all stink

swirls and whirls

and who's to call it?

by all objective means you'd think

the stuff's over us all

I say it will be certain

because I cannot know

your disbelieving suits you

what can you see eyes closed?

as if it all were spoken

days heavy with the dead

three wise monkeys roll into one

and there's a little breeze for love

then when will I be humbled?

and when will I say home?