ozzie troglodytes versus the cardigan s.s.

last night,
while I slept
off the hangover,
some guys were caving
in the skull
of some unfortunate
fucker who was only
trying to do his job.
     “the bar is closed”
     he had said,
and they clubbed him
real good.
     I wondered,
     “who would be crazy
enough to run
from the polizei?”

apparently they fled
to Amsterdam.
not bad;
     stoned people
     are easier to catch.  
and besides,
animals like that
need to chill the fuck out.