Tunnels

Sometimes I wish I could stay in the tunnel forever

Then I might forage my way
To the deep that is the heights
Of my fantasy's arrangement
Where else do I go
When the sun seems so silty

I could hone a comfort place
Full of Innocence pertinence
In the succulence of space
Caught trapped
Invited to Dine
Dine in low light salty light
Reverie

By the tunnels that neither promise nor defeat
Our ignorant upbeat