On a date with a spirited woman in San Antonio

Poetry: On a quiet Sunday date with a Spirited woman in San Antonio.

Here I am on a date
with you, passing out biscuits
and roaming smiles mixed
with soda and tomato sauce pasta
ravioli type of vibe. I
wish I brought the same type
of beanie for some quiet
reflection and it would make us
look like a real life matching couple
who weathered the storms
and we’d qualify for a discount.

What do you say, we
go watch the freakin rodeo
after this, go square dancing at
the saloon, taste some nice bbq
with potato salads and enjoy the vibe?
We would stand out in the mire
as that awkward folks just having fun
and not giving a solemn shit.
Then we can retreat in the distance
while you pull out your toke,
I pull out my pipe and you get
the munchies as you call it
and we’ll have an innocent laughing
session going on. Good times dude.