In a stall at an interstate rest pit
not far from Hot Springs
My first stop in Arkansas where
the road **** goes from armadillo to possum
How much sport has taken place
where I'm careful to squat just low
enough to *** without touching the seat
swearing when I notice too late
that there's no paper
By tonight there'll be no soap
left in the dispenser to clean the sting
between her dimpled legs
It would of been a major inconvenience
for me, but probably taught her
the hard way to carry Handi Wipes

Written by Sara Fielder © July 2016