Kit Kelen #866 - gospel

866

gospel

every country is a gaol

it's how we're kept and count

the ancestors are locked away

a people wants forgiving

every doctrine is a drug

each hell a DIY war

every dream a web of wonder

every death a day

light pours in from God-knows-where

every god's a wall inscribed and scrubbed

and go again … every self a someone ghost

every wall's a track of clamber

think a way out

but the border comes too

come to the bones and they're bare

every word a wish

every moment's lived within

shelves have to be climbed

every book's a mountain

you have to write your own passport

think a way out

and the border comes with you

every question is a world

no need to take it from me

every poem's rocket ship

bears us fast away