Outside Burgos With Mamie. Poem by Terry Collett

Outside Burgos
in the base camp
after seeing the cathedral
and other sights

and having a beer
and a burger
at the bar
you went to a small disco

and danced a few hours
then went with Mamie
back to the tents
the moon quite bright

like a new coin
on a black cloth
and Mamie said
I can't remember

where mine is
where what is?
you asked
my tent

my bloody tent
what do you think I meant?
where about were you?
I don't know

we were only there
half hour or so
she moaned
and it was raining

and I was cold
and the girl
I was sharing with
was one hell of a misery

you could with me
but I'm with that young army guy
she looked at your tent
and said

where is he now?
inside maybe
you said
or out getting plastered

can't he find
someplace else to sleep?
she said
don't think he'd do that

some how
you said
well help me find my tent then
she moaned

ok I will
you said
and off you went with her
in the semi dark

walking between tents
trying to discover
her tent
out of so many

wait
she said
after five minutes
I remember we were near

an outhouse
because she moaned
about the smell
of urine and such

and she pointed to a tent
over the field
near a small outhouse
where people

were coming and going
that's it
she said
there

and so she ran ahead
to the tent
and unzipped it
yes this is it

she said excitedly
but she's not here
do you want to come in
for awhile?

you studied her face
and eyes and that
hair of hers
and said

sure why not
maybe she won't be back
maybe she'll fine
some other tent to sleep

not her
Mamie said
she'll be back
the moaning cow

but why she's out
we can at least
get down to kissing
and things

sure
you said
entering the tent
behind her gazing

at her pink hot pants
whatever fate brings.