On the balcony, well, til it got dark
From mid-afternoon til the end of light
Mahler flew by as if a moment’s spark
Before that, listened to some podcast talk-
About Angie Bowie, Janis Joplin
Three episodes on the latter, light work
Interview with a football hooligan
Then music from the Undertones again
There Goes Norman, of that I don’t get tired
Then Mahler’s Second drifted by, I’d stalked
Drunkenly out for more beer, two more cans
Following four strong bottles. I was tight
As they used to say, didn’t give a fuck
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