I Want

I don’t want to fly

In the mighty sky

It is not dense enough

To make me sigh

I don’t want to dive

In any of those five

Oceans are too pure

They don’t make me feel alive

I don’t want to run

They say it’s fun

It clears up the cobwebs

My mind has spun

I want to sit under a tree

And read a mystery

To live it till its last word

Is my only fantasy