Everything You Want

If you got everything you wanted
you could just sit around all day
making puppy airplanes and launching
doves from wrist rockets as the sun
went down over your padded estate.
People would bring you all kinds of stuff
and call you "dude" and value your opinion
based on the vivid charm inherent in sitting around all day
inventing things to do with your friends. Good luck
with that. I'm off.