A good night's sleep, just one guy in my room
Turned out a friendly German, a good chat
At breakfast, about writing. He writes some
Sci-fi, while I've just begun writing what
Is philosophical, with funny parts
Provisional title - Winning is for cunts
I wrote ideas while drinking beers. How's that?
Walked to Antwerp Station, a three-hour shunt
To Luxembourg City, through snowy woods
And fields. This raised my hopes that when I came
To the capital and saw the market
It would be all snowy, but that didn't
Happen. It was soon dark, I took some time
To look around. Tonight is all I've got
Mon 4 Dec
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