MALAGA NIGHT 1970

A BOY AND GIRL IN MALAGA IN SPAIN IN 1970 AND MISSED CHANCES

Miriam
sips her cool
Martini

I drink beer
the disco
music's loud

people dance
we just stand
by the bar

both smoking
and drinking
Malaga

the place where
Picasso
was born in

and she says
how about
we drink more

then go back
to my tent
and have sex?

what about
the plump dame
you share with

won't she mind?
I ask her
she's gone off

to Tangiers
by ferry
and will meet

us later
at the camp
Miriam

says to me
o that's good
I tell her

I didn't
fancy the
idea of

having sex
with the plump
dame as well

she titters
as she drinks
her red hair

of tight curls
is shaking
I watch her

standing there
her figure
scantly dressed

I thinking
of the time
in Paris

that first sex
on the coach
at the back

Beethoven's
music on
the coach

radio
all others
asleep or

occupied
by the sights
of Paris

going by
the windows
let's go then

Miriam
says to me
so we leave

the night club
and wander back
hand in hand

to her tent
but there by
the tent flap

the plump dame
changed my mind
she utters

drunkenly
stay the night
go with you

tomorrow
I gaze up
at the sky

of the night
and ask the
o big why?