Don’t Go Anywhere

What does the escapist want—
Another world or a world
To match what’s inside the mind?

Or maybe it’s just more world,
Evasion of foreclosure.
It’s counterintuitive

That natural selection
Should have let flourish a beast
Dissatisfied with the world,

Unless dissatisfaction
Goads the flesh to keep going,
No matter how desperate.

The successful escapist,
This side of nonexistence,
Would be completely serene

At the cost of living well,
Of any accomplishment
Of any aspiration.

But that’s not what escapist
Minds pine for in their free time.
Escapist minds trap themselves,

Whatever they’re looking for,
In the act of looking for
A hatch in the trap, a door.