The arrogant and the villain*
– sometimes, often all in one –
I am just a means
for his pray
You don’t have Coke?
you little nothing
what should I do then
with this lack of choice?
Improve your taste,
I would say.
*In this case I use “villain” to recall the Italian word “villano”, which corresponds to “boor”. Despite the different meaning I’ve decided to keep it this way, since the correct translation applies to the context, too.
Bar poetry is a collection born from my personal experience while I was working at night in a very old-fashioned underground music bar in Vienna. Each poem describes a different situation with the customers, often with a dialogue (spoken and unspoken) between them and me.
Words on canvas 