imaginary horse

this happened today in an instant:
i was no longer in a classroom
i was before an enormous wild creature
a horse with red lashes and a margarine-slick mane

in my life i haven't wanted a human
the way i wanted to reach for this imaginary horse
i didn't want to ride her, dig my boots into her flanks
i just wanted to be with the horse
against hills pullulating with daffodils,
far from conjecture or nomenclature