My first night in Krakow

I landed in Krakow 

checked in, napped,

Awoken

to someone trying my door.

He needed a piss

and thought my room

was the bog.

I got drunk on a boat

at noon

and couldn't find my way off.

It never left the dock.

I floated around the square

and got the impression

that everyone

wanted to talk

to me, but nobody

wanted to know me.

Somewhere in the beautiful

Jewish quarter

at night

where life

seemed to blossom

I stumbled about

The rowdy street

and peered in someone's window,

they were watching porn

in their living room.