By the Palace of Culture and Science,
a man selling CDs from a zapiekanka van
offers me twenty-five zloty for Electric Mud
and Are You Experienced. They weigh heavy
in my hand, and Warsaw is in a heatwave,
but look, already I’m on the train, and it takes me,
God, it takes me through Katowice, and
now we have two kids, and closing in on forty.