Query any poem you want.

I close my eyes and open my mind's smile:

the incalculably dimensional

realm expands across three alternate ways,

into a fourth and beyond time's complex

frown; rippled skin, and easy delicate

imagination strikes another wide

journey through portions of material.

Space! A science fiction vision welcomes

me as I hover over wild choices,

shall I spiral down and visit the past?

Perhaps the future would wave a bright star,

or maybe the present's whispered sparkles

of individuality will do.

My perfect place is multi layered with

degrees of simplicity and several

viewpoints that linger around eyelashes;

occupied by a body of thought; vast.

A macrocosmic universal structure

considers my presence; so colourful,

and I glide the spirit towards old dreams.

I can travel a cardinal number

followed by nine zeros and still stay in

my own front room's comfortable warm bliss.

With a snap of fingers before a sun

I can return to the moments right now,

there is no need to buy a ticket where

I delve, all I wish for is but a breath

riding a stolen second as I rest.