The subject matter of the anthology was "wild things"
this was my take on that:
We were eating medium rare prime rib,drinking Diet Cokes
when they walked in
dressed in black leather,fringed vests,boots and bandanas
They took two tables and banged them together
moved chairs around as they pleased
On of them, handsome, with salt and peppered long hair
tied behind his head in a ponytail
flung his chair around, straddled his long legs over it
...as if her were mounting a horse
I tried to ignore them,
but I kept looking over
drawn to the fun they were having
as they slapped hands,talked loudly,and swore
with abandon,throwing their heads backwards with laughter,
as we ate our meal quielty.
How many meals have I eaten this way?
They were drinking beer out of bottles,
including the one woman with them
whose tee shirt was torn
just above her left breast;
there,tattooed,a slivered moon with indigo stars
Large silver hooped earrings skimmed her neck
as she leaned over to the long-legged guy
kissed his lips...like a porn star
The waitress brought us two more Diet Cokes
...asked if there was anything else
she could get us...
I don't think they have new lives in that kitchen
So, I politely said No, raised my glass
as the bikers clinked their bottles.