What do you think of this poem?

[Mr. David Blaine]

when the wind blows
do I blow too?
when the wind blows
...do I fly to?
...maybe
out of earth's atmosphere?
to land
on a stretch of desolate space
that orbits
&
where sadness becomes
etches on pale static.
...or maybe
the wind will pick me up
& guide me
to an expansive body of water
and drop me
inside it.