Escape

Time to escape – detach

from life. . . . Float
in a void of  
no dimensions.
My body, undetectable,
spreads across the universe.

I am only consciousness
far away
from the world of strife.

No blood soaked streets;
murder; war. No
corrupting politicians.

No stabs in my back.

No pain from spiteful
speech. Words, sharp
as canine teeth.

Starlight returns, struggling
through the thickness
of the curtains.

Photons land on my retina.
Familiar shapes appear.
The wardrobe transforms.
A black silhouette within
deep shadow.

Life returns with the light,
and I wonder if I am dead
when I escape to total peace
for forty seconds every night.

I think, What if one day
the light does not return?