I Want

I've got piles of paper
a midterm
knots and knots of
red tape sorrow
and all I want is out.
I want the middle of nowhere
the open grass and fragrant meadow
oh home sweet Illinois
in the summertime.
The powdered snow wonder
that is Colorado
The trail leading to the tops of mountains
I want to camp under a blanket
moving in and out of sleep
I want to see a sunrise in a canyon
I want so skate fresh zamboni ice
sleep under stars