Man of Flowers


When I was in New York recently

I stayed in a friends loft whilst he was out

Celebrating his sisters birthday

I was quietly reading a Dane Book

Ghost Sandwiches White

When an erotic Australian movie

That I had not seen for many years

Showed up in a gutter puddle

So I rested my small book

In favour of this haunting movie

My friend and his sister are both artists

And I had been engaged to sell their work

I am not an artist but I do have a talent for writing