Escape

Escape from reality
Put on a mask
not to be recognized
riding in the rising darkness
soft shards of purple flashing
in the distant sky
Riding along, becoming
something else
An observer of all to behold
Passing stares reflecting
off impenetrable mirrors
Rushing down the way
Lithe movements
One destination in focus
A place of high standing.
Till the top is reached
Where all can be seen
And still the stares
reflect from the impassable
mirrors of anonymity.