Vanishing Act

Just Disappear. Everything.
I'll close my eyes and count to three;
and maybe we won't be here
anymore.

. . . 1 . . .
. . . 2 . . .
. . . 3 . . .
.

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"