We camped outside Kiel
and Dalya was not
at all happy
sharing her tent
with the leather wearing
Yank girl
who joined us in Hamburg
I was in the base canteen
drinking coffee and smoking
Dalya sat opposite me
having bought
a bowl of cereals and coffee
that's all I need
on this holiday
a Yank who never stops talking
she said
what's she talk about?
I asked
men and men
and who she's seen
and who she's
had in bed and how
and most of the time
chewing gun
I inhaled
and thought of how
she looked quite pretty
when angry
it seemed
to brighten her up
maybe she'll grow on you
I don't want her
to grow on me
I want her to go
elsewhere
why can't she share
with the girl from Yorkshire
she has a big mouth too
they’d be good together
Dalya moaned
I looked at her
tight curled dark hair
her dark blue eyes
the way her mouth moved
as she spoke
I sipped coffee
plus she makes
the mini-bus
more crowded
10 of us
squashed together
I didn't mind
too much
as I was next to Dalya
and she was closer
her perfume almost
oozing on to me
as we drove along
through Germany
chill out
I said
enjoy the holiday
she pouted her lips
and took a cigarette
I offered and lit it
with my red cigarette lighter
all right for you
sharing with the Aussie
bet he doesn't
talk about sex
all the time
or who with
no mostly
about beer and rugby
I said
(he did talk about girls
but I never told her
about that)
typical
she said
wished I never came
what about me?
don't you like me either?
she exhaled
you're all right
she said
but I don't share at tent
with you
no shame
I said
she said nothing
but sipped her coffee
and inhaled her cigarette
I looked at her
sitting there
with her dark
blue eyes
and tight dark
curly hair.