Man
Man,
Could you please tell me your name?
Where was it that you last spent the night,
Man?
The godforsaken ramshackle of
A warehouse carries your odour.
Sober,
I’m sure that’s what you were.
No evidence of last night’s booze,
Kebab, Nightcap.
The uninspiring familiarity of
A pub is dented with your belly.
On telly,
They showed a clip of you, Man!
I don’t know what to do, Man.
You are a true man.
I am your biggest fan.
Oh-
and thanks for risking your life for me.
