the sky is over

the sky is all over the world at once
but we rarely if ever get to see the same one

yours may be darker, much sooner than mine
and the clouds that I see, will be gone by your time

we live under shifting gigantic landscapes
that ought to be famous, named for explorers

if each giant feature were rock, not cloud
but they'd plummet straight down, then

or else, they'd just bore us.