post scriptum to having tasted
        pszeniczniak,
these gents know their craft,
music, art and tattooed skin
notably on shoulder blades...
      hmm...
           as the monks of so long
ago used to say: **** the harem,
give us the brewery,
   times when the ecclesiastical
class did something useful,
like brewed beer...
             how far from Kolbudy
  to Marienburg?
                          it's still teutonic
territory were talking,
                  no wonder that when
no brick lay on brick in Warsaw
                 after the '44 uprising,
the red brick Marienburg behemoth
lay asleep, untouched...
                     just like the Greeks should
thank the Turks for keeping
   Hagia Sophia intact...
                                   the 2nd installment
from amber brewery?
           koźlak...
                    an intense canvas
   with no subtle hints of what is nonetheless
not an overpowering brush stroke
of caramelised-hops.