Girls’ Night Out

One day, meticulously planned

With giddy intentions,

We’ll all go out together;

We’ll go out late at night

And quench the squirming insects

Eating the lining of our stomachs.

High heels and strings of yellow pearls,

Transformed by the lies we paint on our faces

And spray on our neck and wrists,

Worn like a necessary accessory,

A rhinestone mask—

We’ll be dazzled by the lights

And swayed by the horrid music,

Until we finally stumble outside

In all of our to-the-nines glory,

Completely hammered with excitement and expensive alcohol,

Laughing and squealing with fabricated bliss,

Only to get hit by a speeding car.