Am Escape Art

The A.M. has happened upon us yet again Sunlight ascending; spreading poems Humans walking, working, speaking In tones that illustrate such elaborate effects Often considered a form of the art of escapism Dreamers, thinkers, doers, poets, Artists, ballerinas, actors, singers, All masters of escape art With every venue they inhabit New shapes are concocted Each day, each task, is a performance Although exists not an audience Seemingly because we escape Opinions matters not to us Hell, I just escaped for the moment Would you like to escape with me too?