The Encounter

What I am now
is all thanks to
A silly cow
roaming the fields
beneath the sun.
I approached him
and asked him
how he could be
so, so silly.
With a small gleam
in his cow eye
he told me that
I should murder
my parents, chop-up their limbs
and bury the remains in different locations and then flee
to Mexico with enough money to bribe the authorities and anyone else.

While he spoke
I realized that
dinnertime neared,
so I went back
home, and never
looked
back.

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Written for Right2Write Prompt#7: Flowers and Cattle

Image courtesy of Under the Skies of Arkansas.