I want to unplug myself from this universe.
To calm down, stop thinking for a while.
Not just "going to sleep" but comatose.


Only if it is fluffy clouds,
The kind one sees from planes.
A journey without the turbulence. 

But with the desire to jump. 
Free falling into the void and
Hoping that the clouds are indeed cotton.

No hard landing. But what if I'm wrong?

May I please land on a politician.
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