To Prater Park in November

Cold and stark, 

Damp in his bones

Wandering from Zentralfriedhof

Stripped branches clawed grey skies

Meeting her at the Riesenrad

Coffee to fortify ragged nerves

At the Cafe Central

Old ladies with little Dogs

All their boyfriends were blond

Muscled Teutonic Knights

Oma eyes him and tips a wink

The only blond blue eyed Jew

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