poetry

whether to know

whether to know

two ways today I’m asked
if I want to know
what’s in the air we’re breathing
and the answer is
I don’t know

because we can’t stop bringing it into our bodies
and we aren’t the type to pick up and move

the numbers may tell us
what we don’t want to hear
but if we don’t know
at least we don’t know

Margaret says,
We’re doomed. And?

Sarah says,
Don’t give your worries swimming lessons.

I say,
When can I just breathe easy?
And, will my children ever?