I want to claw at the sky,
see what masterpiece that Sun sneaks away
to paint behind its pale blue canvas,
see the backdrop of the moon's dress rehearsal.

I want to rip the seam of the horizon,
open the cage door of this illusion called reality
that we ceaselessly beat our wings against,
open the fabric and discover what lies beyond the known.

I want to climb to the tip of man's reach,
running far away from the land where right and wrong
are the boundary markers, instead
running to the secret caves in the atmosphere of ambiguity.

Essentially,
take me anywhere
no one's ever been
and everywhere
no one should go.