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Praguian poe: I’M SORRY, PRAHA

I’m sorry, Praha

Tower bells
Towering just above
The snow white snow.
Prague depicted
Like a picture show.
Picturesque it glows
With pastel colored
And bronze statues
Black as coal.
Maria rubbed to gold.
Across the bridge
The wind lies down
In Kafka town –
Ironically the only place
To pee freely.
West of the river,
Shivering, unzipped,
Eclipsed, bedazzled,
And stripped.
Hot wine turned to
Yellow snow.
Urine section,
Let ‘er rip!
Let go in this city –
This wondrous
Chitty-bang chitty,
If the Republic
Dark and gritty.
Beware, Chitty,
Of the storm underway.
Be ready for some heavy beating.
Be prepared,
But believe in better days.
Only hope will teach you,
Strengthen you to cope with
The inevitable evil approaching.
The withdrawal effect
Of capital dope.
Please have faith
In your indestructible beauty,
No matter how many poets
And politicians piss on you.
I’m sorry…

Praguian poe: @ THE CAFÉ LOUVRE.CZ

@ the café Louvre.cz

Here I am, Kafka,
At your disposal.
Now what may be
Your indecent proposal?
Let it not have anything
To do with bohemian beauty
Next to me.
Not up for that challenge,
Gladly bound to Dutch love.
And love the last matter
On your mind, if I am right.
Still, their presence gifted
From above…

Back to business,
You and I –
My fellow mad man,
What have you got planned tonight?
I will run by your homes
Where my admiration was born.
But what do I do now,
In this place you adorned?
Cappuccino & cabbage,
Your voice crisp & clear,
Resounding in the smoky salon,
This café you held dear.
Is this what you think of
When I ask you for your thoughts?
I should have known, of course,
How cabbage gets you lost.
Caramelized and well,
Like a true immortalized self.
I dwell in your spirit
In spite of this moment.
And then I lose myself in the end.
Please read the note I left you:


Should you return here
Before you change into a pest
Write me back, please,
Leave a note.
I would love to hear from you.
Your true self.
A feeling arises
You wished the same for your
Philosophers & professors
Decorated this place.
And you paved the way for
Insects with fantasy.
Ants will be
my readers…

– From a dear friend, IG Karfield”

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