I wish I was

somewhere else, don't you?
a place that has everything I need
where the things that don't work here
move along in the way they might in a dream

less sensitive, really
susceptible to fewer impulses
a series of objects rather than subject
a contortionist of prowess

doing things
with people
on my way
in the throes

isn't that what's desirable?
must I keep wishing?
perhaps there is another way
wishing that my wishes were the
way things already are