Tlusta Koala

It is 11 pm

The night was young yet.

The choice was

My hostel room

or a drink at the bar

with myself and poetry.

I chose the latter

never to regret it

and to tell a tale 

yet another day.

I am at Tlusta Koala

Was here another night

with Indians, Brazilians and Egyptians

Today,

I come alone

with pen and tissue

and a lonely heart.

As the name goes, 

the place has many a Koala Bear

Big and Small,

Grey, Blue and Brown

making up its walls

and coasters too.

But otherwise,

its a regular pub

made special

by the Absolut Vodka

of my choice!

~ 25th July 2010

These are posts I wrote on a tissue sitting at a local bar in Prague in January 2010.