I want to see the world through skylit retinas
that are covered at night by a thicker comforter
than the one that rests upon the crevice in my side.
I want the electrical tape that holds my skeleton together
to be replaced with foreign joints
I want the muscles that spiral around my ivory bones
to be built of tough leather rather than the feather
that protects nothing what so ever.
I want the blood beneath my flesh
to be purple rivers that send shivers
down my sticky taped up spine
I want my skin to be more than a blanket
that plays hide and seek with the lever in my skull
instead of crank it.
Maybe then
I'll be an unknown species
Maybe then
I will be discovered
Maybe then
I can peek my fresh eyes out
and be blinded by the sunlit skies
beyond the rocks of my cave.