I thought it was going to be a boring place until I laid my eyes on Trisha Found her laying her eyes back onto mine Not to be deterred by the fact she was the lover of our hostess-- I asked her out for huevos rancheros I was impressed with her Spanish and the food was so cheap I overtipped the waitress out of guilt and courtesy-- Out of guilt and courtesy I should not have told her how she made my stomach hotter than the chilies But I am not that guilty or polite When she asked me what I'd like to do next I swallowed both her dark brown eyes and said quite evenly, Buy a bottle of wine and go to bed with you. When she fell across the table I apologized. Outside the hot El Paso sun beat the letters sprayed upon the wall: Where is the money for food? Her auburn hair
The fire pleading with my stomach What do you want to do next? Kiss me please We stopped for wine I lounged across the bed Meaning to incite her Citing her lover And an unspoken contract She was gone The hot El Paso sun trailing auburn Where is the money for food? I drank the wine.