If I Were a Poet

As far as I can recall,
I have never dreamed of having sex.
But I also have never dreamed of
playing baseball or eating pork.
When I was fifteen, the other boys came to me and said
let’s sneak into an R-rated movie,
and I said
I’ll just stay where I always am,
sitting by the haystacks, looking up, turning the sky into music.
I know that doesn’t sound like the kind of fun you want,
but for me that’s all there was.