One or Two

Glass doors painted white
I turned just for a minute
but I saw them go inside
and walking down the narrow hall

Senoritas in the doorway
insinuating themselves between the dancers on the floor
floodlight revelry
someone claps and cries for more

But the band is on break
and the music on the radio is just not loud enough
and so they took her back and tried to speak in Spanish for a while
the fly-bitten truck pulled up outside

I looked for a cowboy or two
but found only pretending
farm boys dressed in slacks they borrowed for only
an hour or two

The door painted yellow on the inside
was glass
and it shattered in one shard or two
into the street.