Aspirations

If I wasn’t who I was,

if I was someone else besides myself,

(I am a person who stays inside too much

and can’t figure out how to replace

windshield-wipers on my car.

I fart a lot, too.) then there are two other things

(And I've given these two other things

a lot of thought, lots and lots of thoughts,

so much thought that I don't want to tell you

how much thought because

telling you about how much I've thought

about it, about what I'm about to tell you,

would, frankly, just, embarrass me,

and you too, probably, so let's just avoid

the whole awkward situation

and I’ll say that if thoughts had mass,

which maybe they do, then

my thoughts about what I would be

if I was not me would be asteroid-ish)

that I most definitely would like to be.

...

A cowboy,

or a lion.