Meandering In Piraeus Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Meandering in Piraeus
Sunday in Piraeus, a line of people outside a church
I joined the line and was inside given a bag of cakes.
The old woman behind me was refused a bag of cakes
it appears she had joined the line three times,
I gave her my bag. I didn’t think much of priests who were mostly
soft faced and fat looking. The old woman had no teeth
I bought her a soft drink to swallow her cakes.
I sat in the park nursing a Dutch beer the local beer was
not to my liking, when the old woman came demanding
money I refused and she screamed rape. The police removed
her from the park. In the park a grotto, by paying a few drachma,
I could go in and there was an in a glass cage a likeness of baby Jesus
as only a disturbed person could have made, the eyes of baby Jesus
were full of malice and he had an erection big as a smithy’s arm.