look, cows...

sometimes
you feel as if
you are studying
for an exam
when you are around
her. ready
to be quizzed on
what she just said
as you stare out
the car window
at cows
in a field
over yonder.
are you even listening
to me, she'll
say.
to which you'll
respond. I like
cows.
how peaceful they
seem to be
standing out there
chewing
grass all day.
what a nice life
they have.
to which she'll
respond, I don't even
know why I try to hold
a conversation
with you,
to which you reply.
me either, should
we stop and get
some lunch?