16.viii.00
Prague
what could they possibly discuss
at this time of the morning?
two men walk home
two men walk home slowly
out on the sidewalk home
their loud voices barely receded
insistent serious political
persuasive
a woman's voice third
shooed them home
pantomime of voices in
country foreign
exchange of ideas in
calle proximo where
concepts dead in the US
live breathe walk in the streets
in the wee hours of the morn
long after the bars closed.
replaced by motorcycles,
they disappear.
Wednesday. trip crawls by in
slow but accommodating pace.
already zenith has been reached,
marked by moon full of harvest.
it's all downhill from here,
one must maintain appearances.
tourists take a picture
if you remember get
yourself in one
tomorrow? home from Karlovy Vary.
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