olay ra lepek –
I’ll step onto oil –
a Hungarian expression:
It’s about time to leave.
Into A/F steps a tall man
with a grey patterned
woolen jacket
asks for Mr T:
Green he says.
Nice meeting you…
I’ve been here five years
ago…
The poet has done his tasks
and wishes to leave. It’s 16:50.
But Green’s family appears
and asks Mr T for a good
viennese eatery.
So he’s polite and shows them
the shortest pedestrian route
that leads to a first class ‘Beisl’.
The poet leaves for Merkur Market
that offers high class cuisine
coffee and bakeries
but the cashier cannot find the
poet’s basket
he left yesterday there. So?
I’m sorry you have to shop
For the goods again.
All right well what’s the problem
between friends?
At least the coffee is less 25%
a fortune for the poet for all
artists and creative scribes.
Mohnzuzler for Mrs B.
Mohnzelter for ZJG.
Mohnzuzler.relzuznhoM
zoltanzelan
ZJG-POetry’17.