If I Had A Horse
- If I had a horse, I would not give it a name. Instead, I would just call the horse “Horse,” for horse alone seems like a noble enough name for a stead.
- Horse and I would wander the pasture, the prairie.
- As I rode atop Horse, wind would ruffle my hair. Wind would likewise ruffle his mane.
- My skin would turn a deep tan, my muscles would turn taut and ropy, from being out in the wilderness, from the constant hours of riding.
- Children would call to us as we rode down the trail. I would tip my hat to them.
- Horse and I would not hunt the foxes, for the foxes are persecuted enough.
- In time, the foxes would come to understand that we were their friends. Several foxes and kits would trail behind us as we rode. I would toss them scraps of meat.
- We would bring back the Pony Express, for the Pony Express is the most noble manner of parcel and postage delivery that I know of.
- Granted, our Pony Express services would be a bit limited, what with only having one horse and all. We would extend it only in a ten block radius around our neighborhood.
- Still, people would be pleased. The Pony Express! “I got a letter via Pony Express!” the housewives would say, extending the letter in the air, in the sunlight.
- I just called my girlfriend and asked her what she would do if she had a horse. She said, and I quote, “What kind of a question is that?” I need a new girlfriend. When I have a horse, the horse and I will leave her in our wake. We will wander the trails alone.
- There will be tumbleweeds.
- Rattlesnakes.
- Water moccasins.
- There will be boleros, whatever a bolero is.
- Probably there will be Native Americans, if any Native Americans are left.
- Each morning, upon rising, I will be so excited to remember that I own a horse that I will jump out of bed!
- “Where shall we go today?” I will whisper to the horse as I saddle him. “What looks good to you?” I will whisper this into his mane.
- The horse will nicker back in response.
- I shall brush and otherwise tend to the horse’s needs.
- I will brand the horse with my personal brand. This will be painful, and he will briefly resent me for it, but the horse will come to understand the need. For I will brand myself with the same brand as well. To show that we belong to one another.
- We will race, sometimes against other horses, sometimes just against the wind.
- Of course, I do not yet own a horse; also I live in a dense urban area.
- Still, it is something to think about.
- Something to think about, as I stare out the window at night, staring at the tightly packed city lights.
- Then, I go to bed and I dream.
- At night I dream of trails.