9

If only it were

this small matter

of one line on a map

one narrow channel

one pipeline to one

tanker port—but

it’s the tangle of all

this carbon carving

a wide corridor torn

stripped fracked and drilled

out of the land we love and

engulfed by money as it flows

through pipes to tankers

trains and trucks and then

into rivers seas and atmosphere

all this web of energy to get

energy to get home—see it all

flowing everywhere round

as in a carbon mist—but start

somewhere—start from home

in the resistance you bring

to this system of asphyxiation