April ended
May started off with
four seasons in a day.
This Wednesday kicked off
with brushed-blue skies
but clouded up for breakfast
started drizzling by
lunch time.
Mr T had a bad day
Nica signals me from
behind the counter.
Only Viki has an angry
eyeball to eyeball shout
until Mr T cools somewhat
down again
yet nothing seems to go well
for him.
The painting in query
apparently veritable
turns out to be a flop and
not an original Isidor K.
While walking back from
Dorotheum
Mr T fetches some takeaway
from Rheinthaler’s
but it is not his correct order
so we have to walk back
in the rain.
It’s Wednesday he says
Grammelknödel with a healthy
portion of Sauerkraut
well not my type of food
but tasting a bit
I found it cooked quite well.
Mr T orders one Bohemian
pancake as discount for his
trouble:
Poppyseed with povidl is a
seciality here.
Walking back to base in the rain
taxis are difficult to get.
At Stephansplatz I take the U1
change trains at Schwedenplatz
phone B who complains
about headaches –
Fetch me coffee capsules –
she says.
In this weather?
She rings back not to worry
she wouldn’t wish me to run
about in this weather.
Seluspac.
zoltanzelan
ZJG-POetry ’17.
