I took Billy out to the cow pasture because
he was so much prettier than my Maybelline
His lips all puffy from our making out
and I was all sore in between~
What I really wanted to do
was rip off his reality while
the stars overhead were screaming
down on us in crystal clear clarity~
the alcohol soaked intervals of
contemplation and giggles better
than massage so I said,
"Billy, do I bring meaning to your life"?
but wasn't bothered when
the pause became a snore.

Written by Sara Fielder © Jan 2014