Would some one ask...

"If I was a poem would you rip my
page out of the book and steal me
from the library"

"If I was a record album would you have bought
me in the 70's, listened to me until the grooves wore
out

Opened my cover, and placed it on your dresser,
like and angel with outspread wings"

"If I was a loud, hot, leaky, nasty Harley, from
way back when,
would you take me through the empty streets of
night, so fast you could almost fly,
would you crash me into whatever would not
yield to you

walk away without a scratch and manifest the
money to take you to a strange Asian paradise
a place that you could come home from
but a place your spirit
would never leave"