When I was a
young soldier
in the Netherlands
I drank free beer
in the Amsterdam
Heineken’s Brewery
reception hall
after the tour
had ended &
three tours later
I was still there &
got asked to leave.


I wandered along
the canals until
I was far from
the heart of the city
& then sat
on a park bench
until sunrise.

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