LW Poetry

This feature showcases original poems by LW residents. Send poems to emmad@lwsb.com. Poetry submissions will run as space allows.

I Wanna Live in a Metaphysical World

I’m getting bored of reality. I wanna go crazy nuts!

Would you like to join me, or don’t you have the guts?

I wanna leave this conventional 3-D world behind even if it’s into the theater of my dysfunctional mind.

I wanna play abstract music in the key of ultra-violet and jam on a space capsule that’s on auto-pilot.

I wanna drive while wearing virtual reality glasses.

I wanna swim in a pool filled with lemon molasses.

I want to go out on a date....yesterday. Is it possible?

I wanna perform surgery on myself. And without a hospital. I wanna register a domain name....that’s inside out.

I wanna ride on the bowling ball return. And just pop out. I wanna drive on a highway that’s a mobius strip I wanna go uphill skiing in summer. That would be a trip. I wanna live on Neptune as an exchange student transplant. I want a roof on top of my basement. Who says I can’t?

I want a romantic relationship....,with my A-I robot.

I want to fight in a real war with a psychedelic slingshot.

I wanna have the spine to do things normally feared I wanna hang with Salvador Dali until he says, “You’re weird.” I wanna travel the speed of light, and take a snapshot And without committing a crime, I want my own mugshot. I want my hair to be straight, but my skin to be curled.

Because I wanna live in a metaphysical world.

—Jon Michaels Mutual 1