dark matter

We only know blue for the sky
no other skies have scampered across this
windy unreachable expanse in our lungs
and over our heads.
The scientists have determined there must be
such things as dark matter, dark energy
invisible, unknowable bulk
that keeps the universe from crumpling
like an old shopping receipt
and slurping life's potential away
into skies that are no longer blue--
but they cannot find it.
Well, you can tell them I found it
I know where it lurks
all the dark matter has gathered in
corners of an old Nile city.
On the streets are acres of choking dust
in the alleys, shreds of plastic, fluttering
behind every creaking tin bus, a spew of
such dark matter, it erases the air
and the dark energy, I found that too
mountains of it
in the leer of young men with no future
or the aggressive salespitch of a child
selling tissues.