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
~ 25th July 2010
These are posts I wrote on a tissue sitting at a local bar in Prague in January 2010.
