i wish i was a string on a
guitar. i wish i was a hailstorm,
my particles crushing yours.
i wish i was a hotdog
on the fourth of july.

i wish i was a stop sign.

i wish i was the smell of coffee
and the vapors that drift
through your swollen
sinuses. i wish was
a vinyl sticker. so you can
peel me off
like a band aid when you are
done.