What You Tried to Say to Me

The madman outside the cafe scares me.
He says wild things about numbers and flowers.
I’m avoiding him today. I’m ignoring all the freaks.
Instead, I’m going to the museum to look at the flowers; as it’s amazing

How some artists see the world! And I am so grateful
They’ve been framed and put behind glass. Though it is rather silly
To see how much some people can spend on them: think
What we could do with the price of a Sunflower!

So I am now trying to leave the café
So I can go and see; but the madman

Is in the way. In the way! “You said that
Twice,” he says. But how does he know! And

Numbers again. Meaningless counting again! Freak.