If I were a magician instead of a parlor trick If I were a eucalyptus grove and not a leaf blower If I were a silver needle If I were a guardrail instead of a distant train If I were a long pause on the phone and not the explanation If I were a wheelbarrow If I were a dresser drawer instead of a door If I were a moon-soaked moment and not a hard fact If I were a down pillow If I were a garden instead of a bee sting If I were a freshwater stream and not the interstate If I were a bank holiday If I were a bossa nova instead of a shrug If I were a rain-slicker and not a damp wooly blanket If I were a tiny bell If I were a seabird instead of an old apology If I were a somnambulant child and not a homeless window If I were a porch light